We were walking through the big indoor — well, something or other in Merida’s wonderful La Plancha park last night. More about the park itself another day. Anyway, there was a huge projection screen set up, with a karaoke thingie attached (I know, I know). There were thousands of people in this almost but not quite indoor pavilion/park/mall/museum/food court. And a little girl got up and sang along with this, and made me shed a tear of remembrance for my vanished, innocent childhood, and another one of amusement and hope for the future.

I was a musician back in the day. She got a round of applause bigger than I ever got. Serves me right. I did it for money. She did it for the love of it.