Trumpets are not quiet instruments.
In the Cancun Airport, Terminal Three, a trumpet and guitars serenade travelers arriving and departing from Mexico. The terminal is full of duty free shops, and, if you didn’t pick up gifts before, this is your last tax free shopping opportunity.
Mariachi music belongs to Mexico though Mexican taxi drivers often listen to Willie Nelson and Classic Rock. This knob of Yucatan Mexico has more in common with the Caribbean than Mexico but this fiery Mariachi group plays their Mexican style, in tune, with expression.
For tourists, Mexico is a place of bold colors and booming music.
For locals, there is much more subtlety and nuance.
Being a neighbor to the United States is like sleeping next to an elephant. If it rolls over you become sandwich spread
I don’t want Mexico to be like the United States and I don’t want the United States to turn into Mexico.
When I see cat countries turned into dog countries, I get troubled.
Maintaining your national identity, in an increasingly homogenized world, is a true work of love and expression of freedom.