On March 9 I basked in the feeling of being part of a massive movement in Mexico. Over 100,000 of us marched in Mexico City the day before. I called and wrote to friends and organizers around the country to see how March 8 was for them. Though everyone had different experiences, it was clear that the day before was the biggest March 8 march in Mexican history. I wandered through Coyoacán and enjoyed the warm spring morning, and later rode an ecobici back downtown and had a nice dinner with a friend
