Today, I made the trip down to Coyoacan for a Colombian food, art, and dance exposition. Annoyingly, the "exposicion gastronomica" turned out to be a table, a lady, a toaster oven and arepas, and the "exposicion artesanal" was a table, a lady, and three knitted shawls. There wasn't even any cocaine.
The dance show, however, was slightly less of a let-down.



1 comment:
I love the last one, where everything is blurred except for his face. GREAT.
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