More info on things to do in Guadalajara here.
Upgraded to WordPress 2.6 today hence the sudden post…
More info on things to do in Guadalajara here.
Upgraded to WordPress 2.6 today hence the sudden post…
Yep, there’s been a hiatus while we moved from Mexico to Oakland, California via a wonderful 3 week holiday in Somerset in the UK. Apologies for that. I’m going to keep posting Mexican photos for a while until the quality trails off then there’ll be some kind of thematic shift. I’m still not sure what it is I want to capture exactly about my new whereabouts. There’s lots of houses and the usual chain stores and I also don’t feel as comfortable wandering round with my camera as I did in Mexico, but hey ho, something will come up. Maybe I’ll advertise for muses on Craigslist.
This photo’s from Guadalajara’s Mercado de Abastos, the food market where shops and restaurants do their supply shopping.
After cutting the leaves (pencas) off of each agave the jimador sharpens his coa (cutting implement).
The last Flickrtour was to Colomos park in Providencia. Unfortunately it started pissing it down on a scale not seen since the rainy season. Everyone found their own places to shelter…
Granted, this shot of a stairway in a multi-storey car park in Guadalajara is a tad clichéd, but with the kid in it and the coloured handrails I reckon it´s a nice shot. His T-Shirt says “You with those curves, and me with no brakes”
The Marimba is the huge xylophone type instrument that is often shared between several players at the same time. Usually one of the musicians has the scrapey wooden thing (Comment if you know the name, maraca?) and wanders round collecting tips. Then they carry the whole shebang somewhere else and start playing plinky plunky versions of classics like Cielito Lindo and La Bamba. *edit* Nope, they’re not maracas. Google turned up this page on how to make your own marimba though, happy hammering!
Yep, that’s bull’s blood all over him. About 5 minutes later he got a bull’s horn in the stomach. He survived with broken ribs. Quite a day…
By the early hours of the morning most of the people keeping watch over their decorated graves for day of the dead were wrapped up in ponchos and nearly asleep. Not this lot though who shared their fire with us.
This lad was helping his Dad sell the traditional marigold Day of the Dead flower (Cempazuchil and variations thereof). When his Dad saw him posing, he started chucking him huge bunches to catch until he was all but buried. The kids were loving it, bless´em.
Sarita bought a scarf from this young entrepreneur in Tonalá, Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico. As I went for the photo he started posing with his products. Bless! Usually store owners will do anything not to appear in a photo.
When you’re in a crowd on a religious holy day you’re limited to the photos you can take, what with constricted angles and that. However sometimes you just need a shot of two people’s backs to convey the atmosphere.
Member of local band, Pneumus, minus their usual son et lumiere spectacle. Playing in Bar Scratch, Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico
This bloke had managed to find a place to stand away from the several million strong throngs in Zapopan yesterday.