The museum has all manner of things dug up in Veracruz state, not just the Olmec heads, although they are about the oldest items. This is called "descarnada"--meatless.
Forgive the quality of some of the following. It's a beautiful museum, but dark, and I've shoved the ISO to max and the noise is awful. And then photographing through glass cases doesn't help, but they are so jolly that I want to include them. Be aware that if you position your coursor over the pictures and a little hand appears that you can enlarge the photos. Hit the back button to return to the whole blog again.
When I saw the first of these grinning ladies, I laughed out loud.
The grounds and gallery patios are nearly as exotic, at least to a Wyomingite, as the relics they contain.
A final skeleton to finish off the day. This lady greets diners at the museum coffee shop.
It's cold in Xalapa and Kent has been forced to put on a long-sleeved shirt and soxes. I'm cold too, except for the food. Jalapena is right.
I hope that the organization of the blog is better now. Perhaps I am figuring out how to work the thing. We are happy to have comments at our regular e-mail address.
