Day seven of the trip is at an end. Not all that much to be said about today. It was a largely dry meeting and little else to do. At least we were fed decently.
Yesterday, on the other hand, was somewhat entertaining. The social event happened at a place called Los Amigos where there was a fire in a big pit and a buffet dinner. We were all bussed out there but the bus I was on took a wrong turn and ended up arriving slightly delayed. Not a big issue, really, though. It was kind of refreshing in a way. After the eating, there was entertainment in the form of a dance show. As I understood it, the two different groups represented the different kinds of Mexican dances, one being the so-called white man’s dancing and the other being the so-called native american dancing. Something the spokesman for the latter said was interesting, however. He said that they are Mexican, not Indians, and that technically, after a couple of generations, everyone is native american. While I’m not certain I believe his story about the origin of the term Mexican, it is a compelling story and it makes a great deal of sense.
All in all, the trip has been good so far. The meeting tomorrow is supposed to be done by midday which means I should have enough time to actually go out somewhere and look for the tacky mugs and tea spoons that I’m supposed to be collecting. I had no luck the other day when I went looking so hopefully I’ll find something, perhaps somewhere along Route 66.