For Spanish is difficult feeling abroad in Mexico. Too many ties that bind us. But if there is a place where it is impossible to intuit stranger is Puebla, probably the most Spanish of Mexican cities. Except when 15 September. That night, all Mexico explodes in a burst of patriotism to celebrate the independence of Spain and "Death to the Spaniards!” (as is known to the Spanish in these lands) resonates in every city in the country. I was going to sleep in Puebla in the Mexican exaltation peak times of the year and, course, wanted to live in the socket these celebrations. In a country filled with surrealism, thought, Who do you call attention to a Spanish celebrate independence from a former colony?
Everything was prepared. The tricolor fluttered in every corner of the city, where breathing the smell of the big. "September, month to remember those heroes who gave us Homeland and Freedom! Viva Mexico!”, thunders the radio. The PRI congratulates national holidays, shamelessly, with a cartel with the pictures of Benito Juarez, quintessential national hero and first Indian to win the presidency of Mexico.
In a country filled with surrealism, thought, Who do you call attention to a Spanish celebrate independence from a former colony?
The base is filled with flea (the Nahuatl "tianquiztli", market), traditional stalls selling typical dishes of Mexican cuisine. The corn tortillas smell permeates everything. The food enters the eye. Quesadillas around here, a mole poblano for Alla, chalupas, donuts, churros, beans, snacks several… Sounds a run through the speakers while a few steps some mariachis tune their instruments. The night promises but before booking should confirm the Posada San Pedro. Inexplicably, there is no room in our name and we get, narrowly, the last still free.
Fray Toribio de Benavente, known as Motolinia, Puebla de los Angeles founded one 16 April 1530 and did so with the goal of raising a "Spanish village" where "you give to till the fields and cultivate the land to the mode and manner of Spain" to occupy "many Christians who went to this vain and". Thereby, added the Franciscan (one of the first evangelists of Mexico), "Indians would take example and learn to farm and cultivate Spain mode".
Fray Toribio de Benavente Puebla de los Angeles founded one 16 April 1530 and did so with the goal of raising a "Spanish village"
We entertain the afternoon visiting the Chapel of the Rosary, gold leaf, Puebla Cathedral. But I prefer the tumult Tiangui boisterous and soon we are again wondering around the socket. Before the party begins, we get to the bus station to book two tickets for tomorrow Mexico City. Buy two first class, especially to avoid the endless string of stops that can turn the trip into a litany.
The Honda of Santa Clara is a gastronomic temple of Puebla, something like the last season of good dining that passes through the city. But tonight it's impossible to get a table, since all are reserved for poblanos who want a big hold the Cry. We retrace our steps and, very close to the socket, we sit in the cenar a Cafetín empty tables. The mole is left to eat and a good tequila "Three magueys" a capella helps digest quickly.
Cuesta move the crowd. Everything is ready for you, from the balcony of the government palace, is shouted from the rooftops Hidalgo setpoint, the priest of Dolores
The time is at hand. The base is pure fun and a painted red, green and white. The colors of the tricolor are everywhere: on the flags, on the faces of the people, On T-Shirts… "Death to the Spaniards!”. "Viva Mexico!”. Cuesta move the crowd. Everything is ready for you, from the balcony of the government palace, is shouted from the rooftops setpoint Nobleman, the priest of Dolores, a 15 September as today, but 1810, ignited the independence of New Spain.
At the last moment, I remember that I left my camera in the hotel. Are just ten minutes to the Cry, but the desire to photograph the party can more and headed to the room hastily deserted streets surrounding the socket, which seems to have concentrated, for a few minutes, Whole Puebla.
"Viva Hidalgo! Live Morelos! Long live the heroes of independence! Viva Mexico!”. The Scream surprising one block from the socket
Recovered and camera, nervous run back to the square. At the same time, President of the Republic sounds in another socket, the DF, the same bell that Father Hidalgo Mexican harangued. The cry for independence is reproduced, almost in unison, throughout Mexico, Puebla included. "Viva Hidalgo! Live Morelos! Long live the heroes of independence! Viva Mexico!”.
The Scream surprising one block from the socket, which is already given vent to the party. We mingled with the hubbub tricolor, trying to infect your joy. We offer a shot of tequila everywhere. "Down with the Spaniards!”.
The Mexican night of the year more will pass tomorrow there will be sleeping and not even a hangover in which refuge in mitigation of espantá
Ready me siento como un impostor, infiltrate fearful of being discovered. The mass enraged lavishes patriotic slogans. A fireworks display lights up the night of Puebla. It is the Cry I imagined. Things rarely turn out the way we dream, and perhaps just as well; otherwise it would be too boring.
Gradually get break out of the crowd and left the screaming socket. I'm disappointed. The Mexican night of the year more will pass tomorrow there will be sleeping and not even a hangover in which refuge in mitigation of espantá. "Death to the Spaniards!”.