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I love a Parade.
This song was written in 1931 by Harold Arlen and Ted Koehler and appeared in the 1932 film of the same name.
Parades can and do take many forms. They do not always include people. Ducks and geese are sometimes seen parading about, but their faces are all the same, and they do not respond well to the music. So we will stick with people, they do it best.
Last year Puerto Vallarta hosted the Folkloric Dance Festival. Dance troupes from Mexico, Chile, Peru and Columbia competed. But before that started, they put on a parade, and it was a dandy.
In keeping with this weeks photo challenge, the pics that follow are just a small sample of the colour and the talent that we were treated to. 
People and Faces of Puerto Vallarta. No. 13.
Sad to say, our stay in Puerto Vallarta will come to an end in another week. But before we leave for our next adventure, I want to leave you with a few words and pictures. We found that being here nearly 4 months has had a very enlightening affect on both of us. The people of Mexico are not rich by our standards, but they are rich in so many other ways, and are anxious to share this wealth. It never is forced upon you, it just grows, until you come to the realization that something is different in how you feel and view your world around you.
They have so much they want to share; their wares, their stories, their culture, their way of life. But it doesn’t end there, they are also interested in you as a visitor to their country, where you are from, how long staying, what part of town, are you enjoying your stay. They go out of there way to make you welcome and comfortable. You become their friend, their amigo, you find yourself interacting with them. The following pics are just a small example of the opportunities we had to try an capture this.
Much new construction taking place in town.
Steel walkers.
Three of the fine waiters at Vitea’s restaurant.
Beer being delivered right on time.
Many Mexican families share the beach during the celebration of Semana Santa.
Mother and son enjoying the cool flow of the Cuale River.
A little break dancing on the Malecon.
“Breakin” in mid air.
Slow day for hat sales.
A siesta can happen anytime, any place.
One of a number of hawkers selling silver.
One of a number of sketch artists who do caricatures.
On his way to a royal event.
This “ape” is promoting the Zoo bar and night club.
A few “armed” forces personnel.
Your typical delivery vehicle in Puerto Vallarta.
Sir, I have just the hat for you.
There is a texture here that just has to be experienced, to be absorbed. But that takes time. A couple of weeks here just wets your appetite. Hospitality is spoken here. It is a universal language, one that we all could experience and learn from. I am looking forward to home and our new adventure, and plan on bringing a bit of Mexico with us. We will be back next year. Until then, adios.
