Cancun Dispatch: 9/9

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We head back to the Casa de la Cultura, where the ecovillage has been going strong, with many people flocking around to see the exhibits and sketch their own diagrams at the pump. Two women are sitting by the showers, waiting their turn -- as it happens, these are the only installations for bathing and washing in this area, although there are some showers for the women inside the auditorium. I'm so glad we did it!

Then another meeting, followed by a long meeting at the student's encampment. We're all feeling a bit more grounded, more confident, and it's fascinating to watch the student's process -- in many ways similar to ours, in many ways different. There's a small group of us, the hard-core meeting connoisseurs, who are deeply interested. The students don't have what we think of as facilitation: one person calls on speakers, someone keeps track of proposals, people get up one after another and make speeches, but we can't quite figure out when or how proposals are addressed. But they eventually make decisions, and are certainly no less organized than we are.

But I decide to tear myself away and go to bed.

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