May 19, 2005 13:20
Tuesday night I went to the culture class held at the school. It was on festivals in Mexico, like the one for the Virgin of Guadalupe and the Day of the Dead. The class basically consisted of a PowerPoint presentation and a talk given by one of the teachers followed by a question and answer session. Then a large group of students went to a nearby cafe, where we had the terrazza reserved for us. We ate dinner and 'practiced' Spanish, and a lot of the students went out to a bar near the school afterward, but I just went home. I'm not up to keeping up with all those college students! (Most of the students here are undergraduates.)
Yesterday afternoon I took a good long nap, did my homework, and then met some of my classmates at the Teatro Principal for an experimental dance show put on by students of the University of Guanajuato. I enjoyed it, and I'm glad that I went, but it was very strange, to say the least. There was one part where five female performers faced the back of the stage. Their heads were covered and they were wearing something that looked like a cross between a skirt and pants, and that's all. Their arms and heads were tucked into their bodies so that you could really only see their bare backs. They looked like ancient Greek statues of human torsos. The performers would curve their spines in all kinds of strange directions; it was pretty amazing. There was also a part where a performer wore a large mask complete with hair; it was white and blank like the face of a doll and the performer wore it on the back of her head so that all of her movements looked backwards. Like I said, very strange. It only cost 20 pesos for the ticket, which is less than $2.00. It cost me more for the taxi ride home.
I took a cab by myself last night for the first time, and I actually made it home. I'm sure that doesn't sound like that big of a deal, but like I mentioned before, Guanajuato isn't exactly laid out like other cities. You can tell a cab driver an address, but that doesn't mean that he can find it, because the roads here twist and curve and start and stop with no logic (at least not to my American mind). But between me and the cab driver, we were able to find my house with only one turn-around.