We had one heck of a weekend. The yearly traditional chingasos happened, although it was earlier than usual. In all, we went from 5:30 Saturday afternoon, until 8:30 on Sunday night. We had a couple of small breaks where we would sneak in a 15-20 minute cat-nap. Some guys even laid out on a stranger's lawn to sleep somewhat comfortable. Good thing Alexander was on the lookout for us to wake up. Many happy customers and a tired Mariachi Relampago, but it was all worth it for everyone. Hondo takes home the award for looking the worst at the end of the day. He usually turns red at times, but by the end of the day he was always red and what hair he had couldn't be combed. Plus, that shirt of his was exhausted from all the flexing it did all day.
PAZ!!!
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I agree, Hondo did take the award for "Worst Looking Mariachi" after the long days of gigging. Don't forget about Richard getting on my nerves too. Yeah, that lawn was really comfortable. I also enjoyed the annual chingasos, along with restaurant customers ("Adolph, you're in traje"), while scrafing down my cheese enchiladas. PAZ!!!
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