One of the biggest things that you will notice when you come to Mexico is the sounds, all the sounds. Firstly, you will notice the dogs: dogs on balconies, dogs on roofs, dogs on the streets, which in the night all start barking.
Other sounds are people. Yeah, yeah, who haven't heard their neighbors talking, singing, etc? But these sounds ain't from the people living above or below you. Let me ask you, have you heard the sounds of
- The man selling camotes (sweet potatoes)?
- The person selling gas?
- The guy on the bicycle cart thing-y that is calling out that he has large bottles of water for sale?
- The cars that drive around the city that buy from you mattresses, drums, fridges, ovens, washing machines, microwaves, or really anything else of metal that you would like to sell?
I didn’t think so. Same goes for the “breadman with the bread” that drives around the streets of Manzanillo selling you the freshest bread. Same goes for the dude that also drives around selling the Bolillos (french bread?) of Manzanillo, which are hot, and fresh.
Needless to say, there is always some sound here and if it's not the sounds of any of the other mentioned services, of which I probably forgot to mention many. It's one of the countless alternatives to the famous delivery service, arriving at your door honking their horn so you hurry down to fetch your food.
