While at the seminar, they took us to the Anthropological Museum. Wow. It was loaded with great stuff. It is huge and we saw only the wing dedicated to the Gulf Coast. On the way in there is a pillar with replicas of ancient inscriptions. It represents a tree of the life of Mexico. There is a canopy and water falls from it in a 360° pattern. The day was quite warm but looked refreshingly cool behind the circular waterfall, so I strolled under the tree and stood by its trunk, much to the delight of the other mission presidents nearby. They were all laughting and smiling and taking pictures of me, so I posed for a minute and then walked out.


I was happy that they were happy, but I couldn't figure out why no one joined me until I walked out and they showed me the sign. In part it reads "you are prohibited from putting yourself under the 'umbrella' of the waterfalls . . ." Thanks for telling me. I didn't get arrested, but plain clothes security didn't want to let me into the museum because they thought my pants cuffs were wet. They might have been a little damp. I didn't acknowledge that I understood their language and just kept walking. The museum was nice and cool inside.