The evening three went to see Blanca Guarado's Tepenahuatl Folk Dance Group. The program must have started early, as it was in full swing at 8:45 p.m. I wish I could describe it adequately. There were many dancers. The routines were difficult, busy, and very energetic. I'm sure they told stories, but not sure our interpretations were correct. One dance was a comedy, with two larger than life people, playing a woman and a dirty old man. The costuming was spectacular. I got to see it up close, as I was standing near the room where they entered and exited. Many of the dancers had personal supporters. The performers were very good about posing for pictures. It was an experience we wished was available every night.
We went to El Tercer Ojo for dinner. There was a bit of a Balinese theme. The live music was folksy, and older familiar tunes. The father/son performers were excellent. The father had escaped from Cuba at the time of Castro, and ended up in Nicaragua. It was a pleasure to hear how well their sax and guitar combined. The father had a bit of a Bob Dylan/Pete Seeger sound vocally.
We got home tired, warm, and happy. Kitties were fed, People fell into bed. Willa
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