Sunday, September 25, 2011

A Fair to Remember

This weekend our street was home to the Most Pointless Fería in Mexico, hosted by the church on our block (Nuestra Señora de los Nacos). Basically, it's a cavalcade of loudspeakers, drummers, mariachis, concheros, barkers, amusements and fireworks, all taking turns making noise - some constantly, some sporadically, usually overlapping, and with no underlying pattern or structure, starting at a randomly chosen hour early in the morning and dragging along until everyone grows bored with it. There's probably a religious tie-in of some sort, but whatever it was got lost in the gunpowder and boiling grease.

But at 7AM, before the sun comes up and the people wander in (but after the fucking fireworks have started, of course), it's kind of nice, in an eerie, post-apocalyptic sort of way. If only the entire fería was like this.







(Those rides sure look safe, don't they? Sharp, rusty metal and small children - what could possibly go wrong?)

5 comments:

Noquitynoc said...

... de los Nacos? Um?

Lazlo said...

It's nice to finally meet you, Frank.
Also, knowing your whereabouts and acquaintances will eventually come handy.

Burro Hall said...

Lazlo rises from the dead!

Anonymous said...

Nice photos, especially those of the merry-go-round.

brick said...

Would Burro Hall like to be our guest in Puerto Vallarta next Semana Santa? You want to see some non-stop action....