Two rigs decided to spend more time in the sun, so it was goodbye to Nancy and Dick, and Mike and Mary. The rest of us were up and on the road heading for palapa 206 near C. Constitucion.
Tonight, there was tacos and a showa. The tacos were a mix of chicken and beef, with all the toppings - mmm.
And the showa was a group of student dancers presenting folk dances from a variety of regions in Mexico. This 8 year old can really handle that lasso.
They were really good - with 2 young men dancing with machetes sending sparks flying as they clashed them together.
At the end, they got people from the audience up to dance a round dance and a chicken dance. Someone was always out of step - maybe too much tequila.
