Bicentenial Week in Mexico's 'Cradle of Independence' - September 16th, 2010

Independence Day

I really wanted to see some of the other historically significant cities in that region, ones that my schedule did not permit earlier. For the evening of the 15th, the giving of the Grito at 11pm was probably the high point of one's experience for the 2010 celebration. Unbeknown at the time by and luckily for me, that was not the only one and much more was yet to come. I had to serendipitously stumble upon the rest of the fun and it proved a wonderful trip. First on my list was Delores Hidalgo, so-named for its famous one-time resident who began in 1810 what was being celebrated that day.

Bicentenial Week in Mexico's 'Cradle of Independence' - Cont'd

This week has proved to be one of the best yet during my stay, (and there have been so, so many!!), however it didn't start out that way...

During the whole week here in Queretaro, every day has hosted a major parade that has literally enveloped the entirety of the downtown sector, with various themes such as the indigenous tribes holding various gatherings and marching (more like dancing...) through the streets.Unfortunately, I didn't get which ones were parading, but there were several  and they as proud of the Bicentenario as any other population was and they were definitely showing that pride in force!

Bicentenial Week in Mexico's 'Cradle of Independence'

My Current Home, This Region of Mexico, is Where It All Started

When I first arrived here in Queretaro, back so many months ago, I took a tour of the city with a guide, just to learn more about it and it's history. She was a college student who spoke some English, at least to communicate the basic ideas, however I found out quickly that she did not really have an in-depth knowledge, but rather a cursory one. As we traveled around the city and I paid both her and her driver (separately) and asked questions about the landmarks she was describing, the usual answer was "not certain". At the end of the tour, she basically asked for 'propina' (a tip), which I paid, however felt a bit taken in the experience, as I had so many questions yet about this new city and its rich past. I spent the next year discovering the answers to them and much more - it was a good year.