The main plaza, the Jardin, is filled with children with bags of confetti-filled eggs, or cascarones. These are smashed on the heads of anyone who is passive (like me).
He remained unscathed, although other pooches were not as lucky (or menacing)
Yay. Another wedding, with the flower and tequila-laden burrow and mariachis.
That evening I heard such a clatter outside on the street and this was approaching ......
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