The Postscript: Listening to the bells
Last updated 2/16/2022 at 9:41am
The bells ring more or less all the time here.
My husband, Peter, and I are in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, a city filled with old churches. Every old church has at least a couple of old bells, and all the bells are rung frequently. Since there is so much I do not understand when I travel to another country, I assumed that the bells rang according to some sort of system that everyone else understood and I did not. (This is an assumption I’ve made about a lot of things over the course of my life, but that’s another story.)
As it turns out, none of the English speakers in town have a...