I have to go back over a week to begin catching up. So here are shots from the first desfile, a week ago Saturday. I miss it already. I have shots from what seems like every year of these two caballeros from San Antonino, so as I walked up the street with them before it began, I asked them how many years they had been participating. They both replied, "Forty-three years."
They come in all ages
Each bringing a unique look from their region of the state.
These from la costa.
And of course, selfies are big.
Violin and guitar provide the music for those dancers. It is always a repeating pattern, almost drone-like.
From the valles central
After a while, one is swept up in a wash of colors.
So many different traditional outfits and looks.
Dancing in the streets, happiness and pride abound.
And beauty.... there is a bit of that as well.
As I say, I miss the guelaguetza already, but one of the great things about this place is that it never really ends. There is always something amazing happening. Up next... the second desfile.... or maybe the mushroom festival... or maybe the kid dancers from Teotitlan del Valle.... or
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