One of the things I love about traveling in different parts of the world are the variety of street performers.In Prague they have pianos scattered around the city in public places with signs that say play me. In Paris we saw a string quartet. In Germany we saw organ grinders. In San Francisco we saw someone playing the Chapman stick.
Of course guitars, fiddles and singers are common everywhere. However In Puerto Morelos I saw a new one for the first time. We were leaving when we passed this man heading towards the sqaure. Kinda of sorry I didn’t stay around to heard him play.
About a half and hour south of the Cancún Airport is the town of Puerto Morelos The town has not exploded like Cancún and Playa Del Carmen. It is still a quaint fishing village with boats for hire, street performers and quaint restaurants. There are no huge resorts but many quaint upscale condominiums and tourist hotels along a beautiful beach .
In the center of town is a community Catholic church which reflects the close relationship the people have with the sea and the fishing profession. It is small, quaint and uniquely Mexican
Today is the 4th year anniversary of my wordpress blog and also the beginning of Passover. Yesterday a guy went crazy and killed people just because they were Jewish. I am not a religious man but this psychopath asked this woman if she was Jewish and when she said yes he killed her. If he had asked me I would have given the same answer.
My ancestral homeland in Ukraine is being over run by a new Russian maniac and the Ukraine is beginning to look like Hitler in the Rhineland. I am not a religious man but believe in God and thinkin’ now is a Good time lord for an intervention.
I am not religious, not Catholic or Christian. Culturally I am Jewish but I don’t have particularly popular views when it comes to religion. Knowing this, my wife asked why do we always visit Cathedrals when traveling in Europe. Thinking about that, it is because I DO believe in God and being inside these magnificent architectural structures surrounded by all that great art makes me somehow feel closer to God. It has nothing to do with dogma. In any case, after the terrible massacre at Newtown Connecticut, I thought some might have comfort in seeing this image today from Mass at the Basilica Sacré-Cœur in Montmartre, Paris France. You can buy a print of this image at my commercial gallery by clicking here.