All around us are signs of Mexicans and gringos alike celebrating. Most are celebrating in their own way the story of the Christ-child. Some just celebrated Winter Solstice. Jews celebrated Hanukkah earlier this month. There’s been other celebrations such as that of Lady of Guadalupe.
Whatever and however you choose to celebrate, we can all engage positively with one another. I think its absolutely ridiculous the recent Facebook posts on whether one should/n’t say Merry Christmas or if it should be Happy Holidays or Seasons Greetings. Can’t we stop nit-picking and just accept Well Wishes from other people? Must we criticize? Must we judge the intent of the greeter? Can’t we just accept our differences and trust that their intent was to bless us? To spread some Cheer?
Okay, now that’s off my chest 🙂 we’ve had opportunity to attend our first Posada Party last night (23rd) where our young boys danced the night away. This is their newest thrill and I some how think they are developing a crush on their most attentive dance partner…..the beautiful Tina.
Posada is from Dec 16-24th, a procession of a Mary and Joseph looking for a place to stay, where they are turned down time and time again, with more and more people joining the procession. It ends with the arrival at the church where they finally find shelter…..and mass and a party begin. Tamales and a hot punch (much like a cider with chunks of fruit in it) are the standard food, though of course cuisine and traditions change not only nationally but regionally.
Our Posada skipped the procession and jumped right to the party!! Live music was delivered by Jimmy and Noe and a few more of their friends. Jimmy and Noe had provided music for our Thanksgiving Dinner last month, and they doubled in size for this party. Now if we can just do something about acoustics in the big hall it’ll be near perfection. Maybe in time for Valentine’s Dance???
The kids had a ball, and we met many people we hadn’t previously, and of course were able to get to know better some people we met at Thanksgiving. Our children buzzed around the room with Mexican children (its neat how they don’t need to share the same spoken language but the language of Love and Fun are universal!!), danced their tootsies off, and chitchatted with the adults. Anders was even invited to dance with a lady (I’m unaware of her identity). Later Anders was put in his place when Daniel (Texan cowboy singing in the pic above right) was escorting Tina to the dance floor and Anders asked if he could join them. Daniel clearly told him No! that Tina was his partner, and his alone for this dance!! Wow, the boy will have to learn real quick.
So that was on the 23rd. Today, Dec 24th we welcomed our new friends, the Nichols from Lost Coast, CA who are going to stay here at Perico for a few days so you’ll meet them later.
Then Everette and I took drinks down early to our sitting spot where we overlook the city of Chapala. It’s where we drink our morning coffee and watch the sun spread across the lake. It’s also were we park ourselves to unwind at the end of the day. Today we snuck down there early, and so glad we did.
There was a Mexican family of four down there barbecuing. We had struggled to understand them earlier in the day when they were inquiring about the bbq. Now they were successfully underway preparing their evening meal. We sat to have our drinks. Then Everette decided to offer them a gift…they graciously accepted.
About 20 minutes later the woman and one of her young sons came over with a plate of food and offered it to Everette. Seasoned pork (I think) with warm tortillas, s-p-i-c-y sauce and limon. A few moments later they brought a plate for me. Insisting that we eat. Oh so tasty!!
We exchanged pleasantries when we were heading back to our suite and the man seemed seriously pleased that we responded to his Merry Christmas with the Spanish equivalent Feliz Navidad. Thrilled that we would say that in his own language, and when I attempted “Happy New Year” in Spanish, oh he was pleased! It was great to bless his heart with such a seemingly simple gesture.
Tuesdays are usually Movie Nights and the kids were preparing for Home Alone, and as I headed over to watch I looked up to my left and saw this huge glowing blob at the top of the driveway. What the heck was that? I took a step back to get a better view. I quickly called the children and we gathered around that same Mexican family as they attempted to release this hot air lantern, with no success before it caught fire.
They had more pkgs so they invited us to come to the open grass area to watch them hopefully release the next one, where maybe a draft from the grass would help lift it into the air. But when it was partially filling up with air we spotted a big tear in the side….it would never launch successfully. So the third (and final??) lantern pkg was brought out, and this is when we discovered that none of the instructions were even
written in Spanish. Product was made in China so the instructions were in Chinese characters, then poorly translated into English. That was worth a good laugh! Good thing there were pictures, some guys who had a general idea of what to do, and a Toveli with slender fingers who gently separated the folds of crepe paper without tearing holes in the lantern.
The man told us that the reason they were releasing the lantern tonight was in celebration of the baby Jesus….the Light of the World.
Success this third time! And a thrill to watch my first lantern lift high into the Ajijic air, higher and higher until the paraffin wax ended and the flickering glow extinguished.
Does the lantern fall and land on some unsuspected child’s head? Laars & I were wondering.