I must say that I am quite enamored with the amount of cultural diversity that presents itself in my life. I feel so blessed that I have so many opportunities to explore different foods, music styles and traditions on almost a daily basis.
A few days ago, I spent the day with my mother. (Another thing that I'm grateful for- she's a pretty fun lady!) After I got back from an early morning photo shoot, she and I walked around the neighborhood to all the local garage sales. We struck up conversation with people along the way, and Mexico was a topic that seemed to come up quite naturally. (Between me just returning from there, and us living in TEXAS... well, it was inevitable!)
We worked up an appetite with our walking and shopping, so we decided to try a new restaurant. We decided on a Pho (Vietnamese) restaurant. Mostly, because mom was hesitant to try the Greek-Indian place next door to it. (Sidenote: I am a little baffled that it seems almost an entire generation pronounces the word "VietMaNese")
Anyways, after dining and dressing, we picked up my Aunt Linda and drove her to the concert venue where the Houston Choral Society was performing. The concert was fantastic! The theme was Scottish/ Irish/ Celtic, and they even had a group of three sisters performing traditional dances (you know I got a kick out of that). With the sounds of mariachi and ranchero music still fresh in my mind, it was interesting to note the extreme differences in cultural movement and sound. So intriguing to me how different people have come up with completely unique ways of expressing the same joyous or sorrowful emotions.
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