Protests, Soccer, Victory, and Rain

The eyes of the world were on Mexico City yesterday as the first game of the World Cup was scheduled to be played at the Azteca Stadium while thousands of protesters threatened to disrupt the games.  There were at least nine major protest marches scheduled including the militant CNTE teachers' union, transport workers, and the families of missing persons.  I can sympathize with some of the groups, such as the families of the disappeared, but not so much with others... particularly the teachers' union.  They have blocked the streets of the Historic Center with their tent encampments and vandalized decorations for the games.

I wanted to go to the Global Village that was set up at the entrance to Chapultepec Park.  Alejandro said that I shouldn't.  With demonstrations going on throughout the city, he said I should stay in the apartment.  Yesterday morning, I checked out where the marches were going to be held.  There were mostly in the southern part of the city and converging on the stadium.  I also checked to see if any Metrobus routes were going to be disrupted.  Service on Line 7 which runs along Paseo la Reforma was not running part of the way.  Obviously there were going to be protests along part of that boulevard.  That is one of the Metrobus routes that I would have normally taken to get to Chapultepec.  So, instead, I devised a different route.  I took the subway to the other side of the park, and walked some distance to reach the Global Village.  I encountered no problems. When I reached the "village" it was crowded with visitors, and the mood was festive.  In spite of the "iffy" weather forecast, it was a lovely sunny day.  (I will report on the Global Village in an upcoming post.)

When I reached the other end of the village by Paseo de la Reforma, I asked a policeman if the Metrobus was running normally yet, and he said "no".  So I headed back, retracing my steps. I was halfway through the "village", when I heard enormous cheers.  The opening game between Mexico and South Africa had started just a few minutes earlier, and Mexico had already scored an early goal.  There were two large TV screens where a crowd of fans were watching.

From what I read, the vast majority of the marchers were peaceful.  However, there were some violent clashes as protesters (I don't know from which contingent) tried to break through the barriers near the stadium, hurled objects at police, and were repelled with tear gas.  Other than the fact that the Metrobus was not running normally, I would have never known that anything was going on.  I could not help but think of the parallels to1968 when the Summer Olympics were held in Mexico City.  Massive student protests in the weeks prior to the games were met by violent repression from the government, and hundreds of students were killed.  Thank goodness there was not a repeat of that tragedy.

I walked to the subway station on the opposite side of the park.  The train was unusually uncrowded.  As I left the station nearest to my apartment, I could hear cheering.  I asked a policeman who was looking at his cellphone, "Excuse me, did Mexico just get another goal?"  "Yes," he said.  "Great!"

The skies were now cloudy, and I should have been prudent and returned to the apartment before the rain started.  However, I stopped at a nearby café to watch the remainder of the game.  The televisions there were, of course, tuned to the game, and the place was filled with fans, most (as was I) wearing Mexico jerseys and some in silly "sombreros".  There were no more goals scored, but the crowd was cheering and groaning with every play of the game.  The final score was 2 - 0, and at the end the crowd erupted into cheers, applause and chants of "México!"

Shortly after I left the café I felt a few sprinkles, and then the rain intensified.  I had several blocks to walk in the downpour.  I had an umbrella with me, but with gusts of wind it was not always effective.  I was soaked by the time I finally reached the apartment.

The day seemed to encapsulate the contradictory nature of Mexico.  There are deep problems and even violence (although I never saw any or ever felt unsafe).  There is also a deep love by the Mexican people for their country, and a passion for soccer.  Anger and joy.  Even the weather, from beautiful sunshine to heavy rain, seemed to represent the contrasts of this nation.

 

Soccer Art

 Interspersed among the pavilions of the Global Village representing the nations participating in the World Cup, are reproductions of paintings celebrating soccer.  They were done by artists from around the world.  The exhibit is sponsored by Visa.

Here are some of them...

by Nathan Walker from the U.S.A.

By Raheem "King" Saladeen Johnson from the U.S.A.

by Bayan Yasien from Saudi Arabia

by César Canseco from Mexico

by Alejandro Parrilla from Spain

by Katarzyna Bogucka from Poland

by Fabrizio Lenci from Canada

by Karabo Poppy from South Africa

by Dave Flanagan from the United KIngdom

by Ledania from Colombia

by Karan Singh from Australia

A Global Village

One of the events of the World Cup that I am most looking forward to is the "Global Village" that will be set up in Chapultepec Park.  There will be handicrafts, food, and music of the nations participating in the Cup.

Two weekends ago, after Alejandro and I went to the Fonart store in Chapultepec, we walked all the way across Section 1 of the park.  As we neared the main entrance on Paseo de la Reforma, we came across the area where the "village" was being constructed.  The sign said that 48 nations will be represented.

The names of many countries are written differently in Spanish.  Can you figure them out?

The pavilions of the nations were under construction as we passed through.

This map on the website shows where the pavilions of each nation will be located.  It is perhaps fortunate that Iran and the United States will be on opposite sides of the "village".  It might have even been deliberately planned that way.

According to the information at that time, the "Global Village" would be open on Saturday, June 6th.  So last Saturday Alejandro and I returned to Chapultepec Park, but we discovered that they had changed the date.  It would not open until Tuesday, June 9th.  I have found that it is not uncommon for the dates of events to be changed at the last minute.  I find it very annoying.  Nevertheless, I plan to visit the "village"... perhaps, numerous times... if the rainy weather permits.

Have a Drink on Us!

It seems as if everyone is getting into the World Cup spirit.

"De Costa de Costa" is a seafood restaurant not far from the apartment.  they also serve good breakfasts, and we usually go there each weekend for breakfast.  On our last visit we noticed this little sign on the table.

"Celebrate each Mexican goal with a drink on the house!"

Of course, all of the games of the Mexican national team will be televised at the restaurant.  If you order a drink of your choice, each time the home team scores a goal you will receive another one for free.

(Fortunately soccer is usually a low-scoring sport, or else they might end up with some very drunk customers!)

Handicrafts and Food

A couple weekends ago, Alejandro and I went to Chapultepec Park to visit the Fonart Store that is located there.  Fonart is a government agency that promotes the creation of high quality Mexican handicrafts, and it operates a number of stores throughout the city.

This Fonart is unique in that there is an adjoining store called Cencalli which sells Mexican artisanal food products.  ("Cencalli" is a word from the Aztec language of Nahuatl which means granary.  It comes from the words "centli" - corn and "calli" - house.)

We came here primarily to visit the food store.  One of my Swiss cousins likes spicy food, and we wanted to see if we could find some gourmet salsas as a gift for when we travel to Switzerland. 

Cencalli has a wide variety of products, but I have to say that I was hoping that they would have a wider selection of salsas.  However I did find a couple of small jars to buy for my cousin.

Of course, as long as we were there we had to look around the handicrafts store.  Fonart always has such beautiful merchandise.

Many of the pieces here are quite expensive, but there are also items at an accessible price.  I rarely leave a Fonart store empty handed, and I ended up buying a few things.  However, I was a good boy.  The purchases were not for myself. They were small, easily packed gifts to take to Switzerland.

My gift shopping for my cousins in now officially completed! 

The "Fútbol" Angel

A couple weeks ago I wrote that painters were busy painting murals in anticipation of the World Cup at the "Glorieta de Insurgentes", a busy transportation hub.  Last weekend we passed through there again, and we saw an interesting painting that was not there previously.

The golden winged victory (known by everyone as the Angel) which stands atop the Monument to Independence is here transformed into a soccer player.

Christmas is Coming?

I got out my paints and brushes, and there's a canvas on the easel.  It's time to start on the painting that will be my Christmas card for 2026.  Of course, the subject of the painting will be a secret until December.

I know that it may seem ridiculously early to be thinking about Christmas.  But I have to paint the picture, scan it, take the image to a printer to have the cards made.  Then I have to make them out so that I have them ready to take with me when I plan to travel back to Ohio in October.  I will get stamps for them (that will cost a small fortune!) and have a friend send them out from there after Thanksgiving.

That has been the routine since I made the permanent move to Mexico.  However, the problem is that that in 2027 I do not plan to travel to the U.S.  You may remember that in April of this year I did an experiment.  I went to a post office here and sent three cards to friends to see how long delivery via the Mexican postal service would take.  

They were sent on April 15th, and the gentlemen at the post office told me they would take between 4 to 6 weeks to arrive.  One card was sent to my cousin in England.  It arrived on May 20th, so that was within the time frame that the postal clerk told me.

Another card was sent to my friend Frank in Ohio.  He has still not received the card, and it has been over eight weeks.  Even more concerning is the case of my friend and former teaching colleague Katie.  She also lives in Ohio.  In 2025 she never received the card which had been sent from a location in Ohio that was just 40 miles away!  When I found out that she had never received her card, I sent another one from Mexico City on January 16th.  She finally wrote me that she received that card on May 19th... four months later!  It only took the Mayflower two months to travel across the Atlantic in 1620!!  The Pony Express delivered mail across the country in 10 days!!  Obviously Katie has still not received the card that I sent in April.

Given the fact that my card to England arrived within the time frame I was told, but the cards to the U.S. have not (plus the fact that Katie never received the first card sent to her from Ohio), I am beginning to believe that the problem is not just with the Mexican postal service, but with the U.S. Postal Service!  The way that the current administration is gutting federal agencies, I have a feeling that the USPS is becoming worse than a third world country!