Santa Maria Iztlahuacán is a small rural town that has been swallowed up by Mexico City. I had the honor of being invited to celebrate carnaval with the extended family of friends there, and it was a treat indeed. After traveling to the end of the subway line, a thirty-minute bus ride and a ten-minute walk, I found Nora, a coworker at CrediComun. Her boyfriend Raimundo has a huge extended family that makes up one of the main components of the week-long celebration.
This used to be a lake, and everybody hunted ducks. They are very proud of their heritage, though not everyone appreciates the gunshots. Having one go off right next to your head is a bit unnerving to say the least.I was happy to see Obama was able to make it to the celebration...
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