Fuimos al mercado
It always cheers me up to be around these things.
At El Mercado I paid a trio to sing Perfidia. I requested Como Fue from this one, lonely mariachi with a guitar. He sang his heart out because he said no one had requested that song in years and he said he loved being able to sing it again. I was too impressed and taken with his voice to whip out the camera being completely in the moment.
It is in my memory forever but I so wish I could have showed you.
I picked up a stone molcajete to replace the one that lost it's leg recently. It was an awesome afternoon!
It is in my memory forever but I so wish I could have showed you.
I picked up a stone molcajete to replace the one that lost it's leg recently. It was an awesome afternoon!
Oh, and I happened upon Mike Nesmith Street.
Labels: du jour, life on film
1 Comments:
This all sounds so wonderful. I love San Antonio, El Mercado, and the Monkees - someday over margaritas, I'll share a story with you and William from my past, when the Monkees got me through probably the 2nd darkest time of my life. And of course, I love Kerouac - my generation!!! auntie gwen
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