12.11.24. Due to a very short night for me ( 12 MN to 6 am) and now mass at 7am, this will be just a fragment post until I have time to fill in the details
I got up at 6 and immediately saw that we were socked in with fog, or perhaps more accurately, we are living in the clouds at 10000 feet. Over night a cold front had come through dropping the temps into the mid 40s, and rain always follows a temperature drop here. But as I watched the land outside my common area desk, a ray of light broke through.
Ernesto and I walked over to Oswaldo and Griselda family just up the hill, where we were invited for breakfast, as they are “comisionados” and the whole town would be there. We walked in to a multilevel space with live music playing. I was stunned that the music was an amazing jazz mixed with some Mexican elements.
Ernesto and I got hungry and we went to a Comedor for lunch.
Unfortunately I got a little sick after lunch, but had gotten back to the hotel which allowed me to lie down for a rest.
After resting, I felt better and we went down to see what kind of sports competitions were going on in the auditorium
Ernesto needed some things at the local store so we stopped in.
We decided to go to the church to see how the decorations were proceeding for the Virgin of Guadalupe display, and to our surprise we ran into the Jimenez family who had hosted us for meals.
Afterwards we stopped to play with the little toy grabber game and the daughter Tajeew got a yellow stuffed animal.
We decied to take a little break during the noon hour and rest since we’ve been going nonstop. As soon as I got back to the room I realized I was hit by diarrhea. What luck to be at my own hotel! I laid around and rested but never felt sick, so it seemed like just a food or drink intolerance, not an illness.
In the evening we did not eat. I wanted to give my stomach a break so we went to the auditorium where the traditional dancing would begin. We found some cold cement seats (openair with a cold breeze) and decided to tough it out with our warmest clothes. It was still in the 40s.
I really loved the second dance which involved rows of women and men dressed in traditional Tlahuitoltepec dress.
You saw a couple dancing with a rooster, but how about turkeys?
Another beautiful dance, this with a lot more innuendo and inferred physical contact than you see in Mexican dances in GR.
Another beautiful day with some uncertainties had ended and we headed to bed. Tomorrow is a long day, the actual day of the Virgin of Guadalupe.