Friday, January 25, 2013
A Whispery Daybreak
It was a whispery daybreak here in Alamos. That may not even be a word, but I have decided that it certainly is now and it definitely describes the early day and the atmosphere.
I went out at day break on new old bike, on what is one of the biggest days in Alamos, the first day of the Alfonso Ortiz Tirado Festival Cultural. From my past posts you may remember this festival as FAOT. The name has been slightly altered, but the fact that by later this afternoon thousands of people will descend upon Alamos in high fiesta mode has not.
This is a huge festival and this year musicians and artists from Cuba, Nicaragua, Italy, Germany, The United States, The Spanish Canary Islands, Russia, Chile and Mexico will have us all dancing in the streets.
But I ventured out at dawn to see what, if anything was going on.
On the Plaza the vendors were still sleeping inside their make shift tents, babies crying, mothers whispering a lullaby to calm them.
The banner outside the Palacio tells us what to expect within.
Que le vaya bien!