A Whispery Daybreak

 Buenas tardes! Que tal?
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.

 As I pushed new old bike over the old cobblestones in the Callejon del Beso, or Kissing Alley, I heard whispers from long ago........sing for me, dance for me, kiss for me...........the words floated on the breeze as I went by the old buildings.

On the Plaza the vendors were still sleeping inside their make shift tents, babies crying, mothers whispering a lullaby to calm them.

 The main stage on El Callejon de Templo, stood strong in the hushed breeze, waiting for its lovers to caress its stage later today with their song and instrument.

 A fire whispered against a pot as a food vendor began his morning chores.

 The side iron gates to the Mercado stood open, waiting for the morning rush.

 Slightly ajar, one wooden door reveals the setting in the Palacio, where each night an opera will overflow the hall and float out on the night wind.

The banner outside the Palacio tells us what to expect within.

 The stage at Plaza La Alameda waits patiently while lacy leaves whisper against its awning.

 Closed streets tell me to not pass, but who can help it. I continue on.

 A lonely food stall sits and waits. The wind whispers under the tent, just wait it says.

Alamos is about to erupt with the most fascinating of all its fiestas. It is almost time! See you there!
Que le vaya bien!
Linda Lou