En nombre del cielo
Os pido posada...
In the name of heaven
I beg of you lodging...
At each house they are turned away, until the procession comes to the home of that evening's hosts. Here the neighbors are welcomed.
Entren santos peregrinos...
Enter holy pilgrims...
Inside, refreshments are served, and one or more piñatas are hung for the children to break. The children sing the "piñata song"...
Dale, dale, dale,
No pierdas el tino.
Mide la distancia
Que hay en el camino...
Hit it, hit it, hit it,
Don't lose your aim.
Measure the distance
In the path...
Alejandro and his family hosted the first "Posada" of the season on Monday night. About sixty neighbors participated. After the procession he and his sister served "tortas de mole"... thick rolls cut open and filled with "mole". Alejandro made his mother's recipe for the traditional "ponche navideño", a Christmas fruit punch that is served hot. (The hot beverage is perfect for the chilly December nights in Mexico City.) They had four piñatas. The piñatas were suspended over the street, and Alejandro was on the upstairs terrace controlling the rope. At the same time he was trying to take a video. Here is a snippet of that video...
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