Mexico seems to have a love affair with rooftop living spaces. Often referred to as terraces or azoteas, you can find them on top of many of the homes, restaurants, and bars throughout the town of San Miguel de Allende, Mexico.
I regularly found myself enjoying the early morning on the rooftop of our casita in San Miguel de Allende. As the sun broke over the mountains and colorful homes, the sounds of crowing roosters, church bells, choirs, and the hand-held bell of the garbage collector begin to fill the air.
The sound of propane burners filling hot air balloons could also be heard most mornings. As the sky turned from shades of purple and pink to blue with salmon-colored clouds, the balloons seemed to emerge like giant mushrooms from between homes before taking flight just to the north of our casita.
The morning continued on as the sounds of merchants selling their wares and services filled the street below. Each of them with a distinct call or song to alert potential customers to emerge from their homes. Then, there was the surprisingly loud whoosh of wings as dozens of pigeons took flight all at once.
In the coolness of the morning air, I thought about how important these sounds became to me. A stark reminder of the beauty and resilience of life.
I thought about the friendships that were made here.
I thought about how I will miss all of it.
Well… everything except for the barking rooftop dogs into the late hours of the night.