A Park, A Fire, and Another Sabath

This is going to be a short blog, but I have some pics that I wanted to put up. Yesterday, I came back from a long day out with the dogs. We went to Parque Mexico early in the AM; I realized how close it is and how quick it can be, when there is no traffic. The dogs played, and then we hunkered down at a cafe for some homework, i.e. I had to grade a bunch of homework. I met up with Pablo and Ana, and their other Spaniard friends Vanessa and...I forget, but he is an economist. We had some coffee and discussed life.

I headed home, and the streets were jammed; celebration for the day of independence have already begun. Mexicans pushing carts of Mexican flags, have been flooding the streets for weeks. As I was sitting at home, Flow began scurrying back and forth in the house. I couldn't figure it out, we had been out all day, and there was no need to be uptight. She paced, and then I heard some screaming. Then I looked out the window, and the theater across the street, Teatro Aldama, was up in smoke. Smoke was billowing from the roof and out the front. Fortunately the matinee had gotten out an hour or so earlier. It was amazing to watch everyone run about to help out. The cops and the fire fighters did not shun the laity from helping. Individuals from the street helped pull the hoses, and everyone worked together. I moved to the roof to snap the following pics.

After an hour, I called my mom, and I realized that breathing burnt plastic and various other chemicals, was starting to make me sick. So I packed up my work, grabbed the dogs, and we met up with Sarah, her dog Buster, and Ollie and Bella. Sarah wasn't being let back into her place, she had walked around the block and discovered that they were about to tow my car, not because I was in trouble, but because of its proximity to the fire. I hurried up, gave my dogs to Ollie and Bella, moved my car, and then we headed down to Cuauhtemoc to a Lebanese coffee shop. Bella is the designated Chops walker, and Ollie is the designated Flow walker. We met Hector there, had some coffee, and after an hour, we headed back home. They contained the fire; however, I think it will be a while before Friday night theater is back. I am sure all the pachucos who hustle the sidewalk are wondering what to do.