hello.hello.hola.

The city is getting ready for its independence celebration:

Flags hang everywhere,

the street vendors that usually peddle candy and cigaretts are now selling red, green and white trinkets;

my friend Gaby has been practicing her dance steps (mmm . . . zapatadas, I think she calls them.);

I bought an embroidered top and a dancing skirt for Selma;

I found something that will work just right to paint a little mexican mustache on Josu.

Tomorrow the festivities begin!