162: Day of Rest

Travel day. Going from Mexico City to Jiutepec by car. No running for me but I watched lots of people run like mad. 30,000 school teachers decided to march in protest along the main throughfare I was taking to get out of town. My taxi got stopped just 3 cars in from the front of the "parade." At first it seemed quite peaceful, but then for seemingly no reason, panic would hit the crowd and 100s of people would swarm in one direction, like a school of fish. At one point they surrounded our car and, ballsy as I am, I'd be lying if said I wasn't terrified for my own safety. My driver at this point was not armed so all anyone had to do was break a window and this gringa could have been down for the count.