This weekend, our fair city, offered so many different (and free) events. Dia de Los Muertos has become a really big deal in ABQ. It is really quite an attraction for folks from all over. Yeah for the tourist dollars. And we locals get to partake too. That is if you bring your machete......to fight your way through the throngs of people.
There was the Marigold and Muertos Parade in what is called the 5 points area of the south valley. Marigolds are used in Mexico to decorate the altars to the dearly departed, Muertos. The parade route was only about 2 miles but there was no place to park your car for at least 2 more. Shelley and the grands have good legs and decided to attend. They had a blast. People watching and shopping. They scored on both accounts. No photos....they only had phone cameras and well.....not so much.
The Albuquerque Museum was open for free, the Balloon Fiesta park was hosting the Doggie Dash and Dawdle and the South Broadway Cultural Center had a display of Muertos arte and ofrendas of all kinds. Busy weekend.
Cut to along time ago....many moons and all that jazz, when we were but children ourselves, in our twenties and we would go to friends houses to imbibe Shazams (like a tequila sunrise but with gin and for the life of me I don't remember why gin) and enjoy the company. On our way home, which wasn't all that far, I would look for cops and SM would watch the lights. It's a wonder we weren't a statistic.
Anyway back to yesterday. We are driving in pretty much the same direction on the same main street as when we were on those nights of partying when I hear a siren. I said, "you might need to pull over". To which SM with a very puzzled look on his face said, "Huh?????". I said, "don't you hear the siren?" He said, "no". As the ambulance raced went through the intersection where we were stopped. I started laughing and couldn't stop. SM pulled into the next parking lot entrance and looked at me like I was a loon.
That's when I explained that with my failing eyesight and his failing hearing, we were in the same place we were all those years ago......I can hear um coming but can't see um and he can see um but not hear um. Oh people, getting old isn't for chickens but it also isn't without some smiles along the way.
Anyway, we had a great drive, saw the golden 150 year old cottonwoods in the bosque in all their autumn glory, drove through some neighborhoods that we hadn't been to in years, ate lunch at a new place for us and had a really good conversation and afternoon. We never got as far as the museum or balloon park or cultural center but we had a really great time together. And I'd drink a Shazam to that but I'd have to take a nap nowadays. Cheers anyway.