Living in the Moment in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico!

It happened the first day I was back in the jardin after being away for three weeks.  I no sooner sat down on the bench and I began to hear that off tune horn blaring that I often hear in the distance up on the hill by my house.

Then I heard drums.  What the heck?  I wracked my brain for the date.  It was Friday June 18th.  No, I could not think of any special reason to have a marching band, but indeed, that is what it was - sort of.

 Of course, after coming to the conclusion that it was not a special day, I decided it was a band leader training his little group by having them play in the jardin in front of whoever happened to be around the area.

 One never knows what to expect.  The kid in the front with the horn never played, he just shook the horn around in his best imitation of Bruno Mars. 

 And, it appeared, that this little guy with his ice cream bar was looking longingly at the kids and hoping to be older then he is at present.  Someday............

The lead kid, with his trumpet in hand, was so darn serious, with his sunglasses on, that I was chuckling inside myself at his actions.

Why?  Where are they going?  What is the occasion? And, who are they often, comes to mind since there are so many experiences like this.  But, one quickly learns that there are no answers, so to sit back and just enjoy it all.

This thought again was brought to mind today as I headed up one of the main streets of San Miguel  after having brunch with a friend.  Luckily my camera was nearby even though I was driving.  The traffic was
at a standstill as a group of young women on beautiful horses came riding by in the lane going the opposite
direction.

It's always fascinating that it can be something like this, or a funeral procession walking down the street or revelers cavorting down the street sipping tequila with a group of mariachis.  Traffic stops.  No one gets mad
or honks.  Everyone just "lives in the moment".

Viva Mexico!