This post will
be brief. Our time with the Zapatistas was unexpectedly cut short, with no explanation. The Junta del Buen Gobierno granted most of our requests, but said that we would not be able to visit the Caracol after noon on the 19th. We were able to meet with the formadores and promotores del educación, and they were wonderfully warm and informative. We got to see the new secondary school being built. But,, needless to say, we were disappointed that we had so little time with the Junta, and no time at all with the Health promoters. We figured that sooner or later we'd find out the reason why our tme with them was curtailed. We found out yesterday.
Yesterday, on the day of the Birth of the Sixth Sun, the Zapatistas welcomed the new era in wonderful Zapatista style. 40,000 of them marched in the larger cities of Chiapas. 8,000 were in Palenque's city centre. I wish I had been in the city instead of staying huddled under a palapa at Maya Bell, trying to stay dry in a torrential "dry season" downpour and wishing that all the silly hippies of the Rainbow family would get raptured, or whatever it is they were expecting to do.
I'll write a more detailed account soon. For now, I have a bus to catch to Oaxaca. Happy New Era, everyone.
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