When I was living half a block from the plaza, I took a late afternoon walk and ran into a celebration. I was told that it was for a priest, celebrating 25 years of his service to the church. Everyone was having fun. Lots of food and dancing. That was the best part of living up there but the night noise kept me awake and I couldn't enjoy these things. I was too tired all the time. I am glad to be living back at my casita. For now.