The Presa opening finally took place when the mayor was back from Paris and could play his part in marking the occasion. Hundreds, maybe thousands, attended. No one works on the day except the ambitious, hardworking vendors of everything from food to rides for the kiddies to rainwear. Also special bread from Acamabaro, hotdogs, enchiladas, micheladas, you name it on this largely family occasion. And yes, rain fell. I sat under an awning eating enchiladas.
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