ONE SUMMER WHEN I WAS 18 I WENT TO TRAVEL AND TOUR THROUGH MEXICO AND ENDED UP GOING TO AN ARCHAEOLOGICAL SUMMER SCHOOL WITH THE SCHOOL OF AMERICAS NEAR CHOLULA I MET SOME MID AGED LADIES FROM NEW YORK CITY ON THE WEEKENDS WE WENT TO VISIT A NEAT OUT OF THE WAY TOWN IN CENTRAL MEXICO, ATOP A MOUNTAIN VISTA. THE MEXICANS WERE DRESSED IN ALL WHITE EXCEPT FOR THEIR BELTS. THEY WOVE THEIR BELTS OF WOOL AND THEY WERE OF DIFFERENT COLORS. WE RODE THERE ON THE BACK OF AN OPEN TRUCK FILLED WITH PIGS AND ABOUT FIVE OTHER PASSENGERS.
ONCE HERE WE STAYED IN A NEAT HOTEL OVERNIGHT. WE TOURED THE CATHOLIC CHURCH THAT WAS SO HUGE FOR THIS SMALL TOWN. THE MARKET PLACE WAS THE BIG ATTRACTION ON MOST DAYS AND WAS OCCUPIED AND FILLED WITH ACTION AND ALL KINDS OF FOODS AND HERBS.
IT WAS A FUN TRIP. ONE NIGHT THEY HAD AN EVENT WHERE THEY HAD MEN LEAP DOWN FROM A TALL POLE WITH A ROPE AND SWUNG AROUND IN A CIRCLE. THIS WAS AN INTERESTING TOWN, AND I DON'T REMEMBER THE NAME OF IT.
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