Noche sobre la ciudad.

Tonight I went downtown with Yamila. She had to perform with the trio and I wanted to walk and meet new people. Parking in downtown is very hard to find. Yamila got tired of looking for parking at parked the car on this steep hill. I promise that I thought the car would roll down the hill and crush everything in its path. When I am sitting people watching; people seemed surprised to see me. I am beginning to wonder if I am just too beautiful or have they never seen a black person. Anyway from the stares I feel like a local celebrity. Tonight a little girl wanted to take a picture with me, which was kinda of funny and sweet. Naturally I obliged I am going to enjoy my 11 days of celebrity hood.(is that even a word?) Today I finally got to see a native tradition. There is a pole that is 200 feet off of the ground and there are 4 men that spin off of the pole and chant and play a whistle like instrument. This ritual initially was done to celebrate the harvest. Very interesting and there is no way I could be paid enough to spin down the pole. As usual, I had un elote y un helado (corn on the cob and ice cream, I am so addicted to both) The funny part is that I have not gained an ounce since I have been here and I have been eating and drinking way more here then I do at home. Maybe it is the heat and all the walking.