Tlacolula, the city of marmotas (over 100, yes, I counted) and traditional calendas that dazzle the eyes with beauty and elevate the soul with a sense joy and happiness. People are real nice there, too.
And so it was last Friday, as we returned for the second fiesta in as many weeks, This calenda or procession began with a mass at the church and then proceeded through the streets, stopping at fourteen different stations for blessings, food and drink over the span of 8-10 hours. The whole thing is a photographer's dream because of all the beauty and color that swirls all around.
But it is the people that make it all so special.
Placing flowers in the canastas, baskets, that will be carried. They can weigh up to thirty kilos! And the marmotas up to 80 kilos!! No wonder I was shocked by how heavy they were last week when I tried to dance with one.
Ready and waiting.
The abuleo who leads the procession playing a drum.
The baskets are filled with sweets and candies that get thrown into the crowds
So many classic portraits.....
And of course, this beauty who played me like a violin and stole my heart.... ahhhh.
You can see why.
Now, time to jump in the car and head back to Tlacolula for the last day of the fiesta. More in a bit.
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