Just when I thought I'd experienced most types of idiocy and insanity in this great country I've returned to, I'm reminded that yes, there is more. A posse of no less than 60 men and women , dressed in western gear, riding Paso Fino horses just paraded past my house in the Colonial Zone. I'm not against riding horses in the street at 10:00 p.m., but, the colonial-wall-shaking, car-alarm-activating Mariachi music blasting from the oversized speakers in the Jeepetas accompanying the posse, was a little too much. I'm guessing they had a permit since they had a National Police escort at their rear. I wonder who is going to clean up all the horse****?