Xico is in the midst of celebrating its Fiesta de Santa Maria Magdalena which runs from July 18 to July 26 It is a big, extravagant, noisy affair with everything from deeply religious ceremonies and processions and rituals to a bull run, bull fights, endless food and drink, dancing, firecrackers, carny rides, and a sawdust carpet running the entire length of the main street thrown in. It is Xico's "honey season,"* the time when the order and control and work of every day are cast aside for eight days at least, and to some extent for the whole month of July.
*"honey season" was a term I learned many years ago in graduate school. The anthropologist writing about a group livingin the rainforests of western Uganda described a time of year when for a brief few days or weeks, enough food had been gathered for survival, and the group cut loose with fermented honey, throwing caution and normal restraints to the wind. I remember that we learned that many societies, especially those that have to depend on strict discipline and careful use of their resources most of the year,have periods like this. Until the recent crisis, it seemed that for some in the US the honey season was never ending.
NOTE: A friend got some excellent shots of the bull-running and has written some good commentary on it and his experiences here. Scroll through the most recent three blogs. He mentions that some people were injured. They were taken by helicopter to Xalapa. The helicopters flew over our house. We were glad to hear they were ambulance 'copters.