2004oct03. Mexico. Yesterday. Magdalena De Kino during Fiestas de San Francisco. As we drove South, we saw many, many people walking toward Magdalena with various day-glo safety gear, all on their pilgrimage to see the statue of St. Francis Xavier and to try and lift his head. One woman was making the journey (up to 115 miles) on high heels. Some rode in on horseback. We were there to just get a feeling for the interior of Mexico – I’ve only been to border towns.
Bad timing. The whole town became religious trinket/carnival HQ. There was a guy walking around – and I’ve seen him in every border town – with a little wooden box. This box has two cables running out of it, ending in metal handles. From what I understand, it’s some sort of shock box. And I guess you pay the guy for allowing him to shock you. Sort of like this game (scroll down a bit).
A bucket of something for a game, ten pesos (approximately USD 1). Most of the carnival was shut down, probably because it was way too hot to be exerting yourself on rides and such.
A house.
Cowboy was totally like “vote for me because I was the biggest do-nothing on the show.” I thought Marvin should win, he seemed like the only one with actual, living brain cells.
If I was a kid, I’d be all up in Carlota’s face, squishing all of those whip cream tresses. “And THIS! And THIS!!!”