Yesterday I wrote about the dance festival that Alejandro and I saw in downtown Mexico City last Sunday. After seeing a wide variety of dances at the Alameda Park, we wandered around the "Centro Histórico" for a while and then had dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, El Cardenal. By the time we were done with dinner, it was around 6:00 P.M., and we were going to head back to my condo where Alejandro had parked his car. We were trying to decide whether to take the subway or to walk on past the Monument to the Revolution to Insurgentes Avenue where we could take the Metrobus directly to my neighborhood. Fortuitously we decide to walk, because as we approached the monument, we could tell that something was going on. A stage had been set up on the large esplanade in front of the monument, and even from a distance I could tell that a group was performing dances from the state of Yucatán.
The closing event of the dance festival was a performance of Mexican dances by a very talented folklore group. We arrived at the stage in time to see the conclusion of the Yucatán segment… the well known dance in which the dancers have trays with glasses of water on their heads.
Fortunately that was not the end of the show. It continued with dances from another region of Mexico. Neither Alejandro nor I were certain as to which part of the country they were from, although Alejandro thought that the dances might be from the state of Michoacán.
Next were a series of lively dances from the country´s north… Mexico´s cowboy country. You might say that these were the Mexican equivalent of a country-western hoe-down.
The final series of dances... Alejandro thinks that they were from the state of Jalisco... obviously represented a wedding celebration. No sedate wedding waltzes here; this was wild fiesta.
It was sorry to see the show come to an end. It was a great ending to my last weekend in Mexico City