Plaza G

A little late this time but we had a busy week. We've both been battling various maladies, and we both did something we said we never would.

But first, the mariachis.

Plaza Garibaldi is an open square on the north side of the Centro where every night dozens of musicians gather to be hired by revelers to play songs on the spot. It's actually one of DF's most famous tourist sites but we've yet to make it down because the instructions for going there usually start with: 1) it's kind of a "rough" neighborhood and 2) it doesn't really get started until 'round midnight. That wasn't really our speed, even before we had the Lil Dude. But our days here are starting to be numbered, so when our friends/neighbors John and Julie invited a group down to celebrate John's birthday, Sergio decided to represent for the Morenos.

The whole thing has an ad hoc, Bourbon Street vibe. It's a bit unclear what you're supposed to do at first, until it becomes plainly obvious:

1) Buy beer to drink out of a styrofoam cup,

2) Pay someone to play a song,

3) Listen, drink, repeat.

The trick is to not pay too much and to hope your troubadours can actually sing/play (it's in no way guaranteed). But all-in-all, a fun way to spend a few pesos and hang out with friends.

[Insert Brokeback Mountain joke here.]

The left hand swings in the back, see...

You fellas all set here? Need me to jump in?

And for good measure, there are carnival games.

As for trying new things, we finally succumbed to pleas and pressure from friends and family alike and joined Facebook. It fits with our pattern of adopting new technology shortly before its obsolescence. Before you know it we'll be listening to some of this "digital music" on the Internets that all the kids seem to talk about.

And to move on to something else quickly, we give you the Lil Dude:

Yeah I'm using this to stand up, what of it?

And sometimes I sit with LouLou. Got it?

And now I'm standing by myself. Or maybe leaning on the wall. Ya know, whatevs.