Off to the races

Sunday Mar 21, 2010

We were told by Dolores’ maid, Armita, that in the nearby pueblo of Tezal, there were going to be horse races at 3pm. “Hey, THAT sounds like something different to do! Especially since we never go to races of any kind in the states.

We thought that might be fun to see how they do it here; how many horses at once would race, how large a participation from surrounding pueblos & how rowdy it might get. We figured we’d go early enough to see a race or two & get the heck out of there before things possibly got out of hand. Ya know; Drinking, loud music & shooting at the sky in celebration.

We hoped to see the “dancing horses” again & they certainly would need music for that!

We ran into Lise & invited her to go with us, picked her up & were on our way. On the road towards Navojoa we were able to find the hand painted “Tezal” sign & made the hairpin turn to the right onto a bumpy dirt road. We were not sure how far to go but Armita told us it was “not very far”. After about a 2 mile drive (maybe not even that far but it felt like it because of the slow speed we took the bumps) Joey decided to pull into a ranch where we saw some people sitting on their portal & ask about it. They’d know for sure because it’s in the “neighborhood” & usually the people around here know everything that’s going on. They didn’t disappoint us. We were told we came on the wrong day. It would be next Saturday right there at that ranch. We all laughed about showing up on the wrong day & we’d see them next week. At least we now knew exactly where to go.

We stayed at home & watched a DVD that Jason had lent us & that was all we did today.