A Sign I Really AM In Mexico...

Its 12:30 am. I've been sleeping for about 2 hours but am woken to the sounds of trumpets and violins from outside. It sounds like the music is right outside my apartment window, in our front patio. Closer inspection leds me to discover that there is a Mariachi band playing outside the apartment building next year.

From what I have learned so far, these bands (that we have encountered several times before in social venues) can be hired to send a special message (for example, if a men messes up really badly with his partner, he may hire a Mariachi band to serenade his loved one. This type of apology apparently goes a long way here in Monterrey) or commemorate a special occasion (an engagement, for example).

Yes, this morning the music of a Mariachi band woke me up. Laurie and I wandered outside half asleep to figure out where the music really was coming from. I'm amazed there weren't other people in the street - there is NO way I'll be able to fall asleep while they are playing. But I'm not complaining. The music is beautiful. And I don't think this would EVER happen in Canada.