My friend Alicia and I went over to Oxnard to the Oaxacan festival called La Guelaguetza today.
She and I have both traveled to this southern Mexican state separately and we both loved it there. If you ever want to see lots of photos, check out my other blog Oaxaca Diary, a long-winded account of my 3 weeks studying Spanish in the capital city of Oaxaca, also called Oaxaca (wa-HA-ka, in case you are wondering).
Dancers from each of the 7 regions of the state perform and then toss the items typical to their region into the audience as gifts. Some of the items are coffee, fans, hats, and, yes, pineapples. Today, they handed out the pineapples, but down in Mexico, they really throw them and you had better watch out lest you get a concussion.
These beautifully dressed women are the pineapple dancers
My favorite baby dancer from the Feather Dance
There were so many cute kids there. As is typical, they had more fun with each other than with the show - here one shoots his brother with a cell phone camera
Toward they end they switched from almost on-key live band music to really, really loud recorded music. The kids did what I felt like doing, fell over and clapped their hands to their ears:
After the dances were over, we bought some food made in Oaxaca, including chapulines, the tiny crunchy grasshoppers that are a beloved Oaxacan snack. Alicia won't eat them - she's afraid of the little legs that get stuck in your teeth.
It was a great day - almost like being back in Mexico. Que bonita.