Pues...

I strangely don´t have much to say at this juncture. I think I´m feeling a bit restless as I don´t know where I´ll be going in the next week and a half and (I never thought I´d say this) I´m actually anxious to hurry up and start teaching the summer course. I think more than anything, I´m looking forward to a bit of routine (the antithesis of this kind of travel).

Morelia is, as mentioned, a beautiful town and I have enjoyed wandering through it. The heart of the city is the cathedral (which took over a century to build) and last night I attended an organ concert there. Quite an experience. Afterwards, I ended up making crepes with Marion the French girl and several Mexicans. We then proceeded to go out and I figured--what the heck, let me see the night life here. The first place was a sort of typical club like in the states... loud electronic-pop music, eye-piercing flashing lights, smoke, etc. We stayed for a bit as good sports for a guy named Carlos Alejandro (who insisted on being called Alexander) who initiated our trip to said club. But after a while Marion, me, and another Mexican fellow (whose name I can´t remember because he refused to spell it for me!) went to a more "mexican" place, where a live band played all kinds of fun music, like banda and ranchera and the locals danced well and the three of us danced a lot (not well). To give you a sense of the music, just imagine that in addition to a singer and a guitarist or two and a bassist and several horn players and a keyboardist there were two, yes TWO, full drum sets being played by two beat-pumping drummers. Wow! I got a workout, if you can believe it.

There is much more to write, but alas I´m not really feeling up to it. Apologies. Thanks as always for your comments and emails. I do get homesick at times and the familiar voices are welcome.

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