We had a morning lecture this morning about Blue Lake, outside of the Taos Pueblo. A lot of the lecture had to do with indigenous rights to sacred lands and how most of the time, treaties, etc. were not adhered to at all. It makes me feel kind of ashamed a lot of the time, that my country did this so openly.
After the lecture, we had a short break, and then boarded a bus for the Taos Pueblo. It was awesome. We had photographic rights for the day and had a tour as well. Over two thirds of the Pueblo live below the poverty line, which is just mind boggling. But you couldn't come into contact with more happy folks. And it was an emotionally charged experience being able to talk to some of the folks on the Pueblo. My roommate and I purchased some homemade Tewa Tacos for lunch. And walked around talking with some of the artists on the Pueblo. We hit the jackpot at one place and I purchased a seed pot, a storyteller, a drum, and some jewelry, all of which were made right there at the Pueblo. It was a tiring, but wonderful day!
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