This week I had a conversation with one of our neighbors. She asked what I was going to write about Sunday (today) on the blog.
“I don’t know,” I said. “No idea.”
“So what are you going to do?,” she asked.
“I don’t know, but when I sit down to write the blog something always comes.”
Maybe it’s the magic of Chapala. I like to think so.
We were headed for lunch at one of the local vegetarian/vegan restaurants. And low and behold, they had a table flyer announcing their version of a traditional holiday party coming up in December.
I asked the owner/chef what a “Posada tradicional” consisted of. Ohhh, he said, we’ll have bands and pinatas and finger food and desserts for a local specialty chocolate shop.
Sounds great and I signed up.
The signs of the holiday are everywhere too.
At the restaurant, the veranda for outdoor dining (viable year-round) has a lovely herb garden and, to our surprise, a poinsettia tree! It was the first I’d ever seen. Every poinsettia plant I’d encountered was basically a potted plant. Yet, there was a true beauty.
The local Walmart is stuffed to the gills with holiday merchandise. And in Mexico, Walmart not only has a Black Friday, but an entire Black Week. (They don’t have the hype here though for Black Friday–it was just another shopping day here.)
And down on the Malecon, workers are busy stringing holiday lights around the palm trees. Decorations are doing up too.
Yet, as we observed over the Day of the Dead festivities, there is a reverence that accompanies the holidays here. Maybe it’s the absence of the hyped consumer economy here (although you sure can find it in Guadalajara and Mexico City). Maybe it’s part of the laid-back sense that permeates Chapala. Maybe it’s the wonderful weather.
We don’t know, but we certainly love it.