Another wonderful week in Mexico! Monday was just class - nothing terribly exciting at all. But Tuesday...that was a day like no other. We went to four museums in one day! Secretario de Educacion Publico, another school-like building that I can't remember the name of, Palacio Nacional, and Bellas Artes. We saw tons of great murals, mostly by Rivera and Orozco, two prominent Mexican artists during the Revolucion Mexicana. It was a long day, but we got to see A LOT of paintings.
Wednesday, we went to La Plaza de los Tres Culturas in Tlatelolco. It was silent, sad. A political protest, organized by local college students, had been held there on October 2, 1968 and resulted in the massacre of three hundred by soldiers and PRI radicals. The Olympics were coming to Mexico City, and the PRI didn't want the world to see the discontentment in the nation's citizens. When the protest began, the military began to show up. After the started shooting, they started searching the nearby apartment buildings for escapees. It was a bloodbath, but they cleaned it up overnight and kept it out of the news for over thirty years. I still don't understand how so many deaths could be kept quiet for so long. Tlatelolco is the most solemn and heartbreaking place I've visited in Mexico or any other country.
Thursday was class, delicious tacos at a place down the street from my house, movie-watching, and essay-writing. Yesterday, class got out more than three hours early! Some of my friends and I met to study at a nearby cafe, where we had licuados (which are sort of like milkshakes or smoothies, depending on what you get in them) and coffee and just an all-around good time.
At night, we went to a birthday party! I hadn't met the girl whose birthday it was, but I was excited to actually get to spend some time with Mexican students and practice my Spanish a bit more. The party was at what I guess would be described as a lounge. There were two or three different little meeting rooms and there was a menu that was mostly drinks and appetizers (like nachos and palomitas, or popcorn). We sat around and talked about the differences between Mexico and the U.S. as well as just normal college-kid stuff - school, music, etc. It was a lot of fun! Afterward, we went to a club in Polanco for a bit. It wasn't really my scene, but it was fun and I'm glad I went (even if I did almost die as a result of Joyce's crazy driving). There were lots of trendy Mexicans and a surprising number of people of other races. One thing I love about the U.S. is the diversity, and it's a totally different kind of diversity in Mexico. Here, people are more indigenous or more Spanish, but mostly everyone is some sort of mestizo. It was really interesting to see a different side of Mexico at this club.
My parents are visiting this weekend, and I'm so excited to get to spend time with them! Now I'm off to the metro station so I can meet them at their hotel! :)