Singin' in the RAIN
The Mexican people are mostly Catholic…very strong Catholic…therefore there is usually a Patron Saint for almost everything. To that it was not unusual that the first week of June, between five-thirty and six am bombs could be heard. No fireworks, just projectiles sent into the air and a flash bomb explosion. My inquiring mind wanted to know what was waking me up. Had Trump sent ICE down to take me back to the US… No, this was a celebration of the Saint who will deliver the rain. As close as I can tell, it is Saint Tlaloc….he is the Saint who brings rain for the farmers and growers…further checking is required…. The bombs (usually about 20 in number each day) continued daily for a week followed by a final celebration with more fireworks, music and dancing each night until about 2 am. Our home is far enough away to let us hear the music and bombs but after three days, you hardly do more than jump on the first explosion and then roll over and go back to sleep. As ment