The Diaz girls came and visited me a couple weeks ago! I was prepping for Amanda's visit - making beds, spiffying up, etc. I was in the middle of washing a load of laundry at my parent's house when they ran out of water. (Each household has a cistern that is filled each week. It's up to you to use it wisely! In this case, we'd had the march the Sunday before and a lot of people in service so the water was used faster.)
So I brought my wet laundry back to my house, rinsed the soap out of it and hung it out to dry on my roof. I had to stay up there to make sure the little Ginger didn't pull my laundry off the lines and tear it up. While I waited for my stuff to dry, I chatted on the phone with my sister, Nicole.
Whenever one of us asks what the other is doing, we usually reply with a picture.
In this case, I sent her a picture of sheets billowing in the wind and she replied, "You should blog that."
I said, "Blog sheets drying? You are turning into a white girl :-/"
She denied it of course, but said from an American perspective, it is interesting. HA!!
|Ginger hungry for attention and a shnuggle|
|Sheets drying on the line - fascinating, huh! :)|
|I'm telling you - she's sneaky. Can't take your eyes off of her for a second! She got one of my pillowcases and managed to make herself a bed before I caught her. (Ginger is my neighbor's dog that lives on our shared roof.)|
The kids came over through the course of line-drying. Ximena still had her bed hair so I fixed it into a little crown braid.
|Edgar and Ximena, my little neighbor kids. By the way - their mom is pregnant with another baby boy so I'm going to have a new little friend in a couple months!|
I had to run over to my parent's house at one point and sat on the couch. Olive jumped up and threw herself across my lap. This girl think she is still a puppy.
I left my house at 2:45 and headed for the airport in Mexico City. I was only expecting Amanda, but when I arrived, she had quite the surprise for me! I was told to close my eyes...and Bethany walked around the corner! I was completely shocked and not expecting that at all. It was a great surprise!
We got back on the bus and headed home to Puebla. This old lady sat on the other side of the aisle and snored, choked, sputtered, and talked in her sleep the whole way.
When we got back into town, we stopped for breakfast at Los Almuerzos. The best authentic Mexican breakfast in the city!
When we got home, we all fell into bed for a "nap". We were all exhausted! We woke up in time for church that evening.
The next morning we woke up to a nasty storm and an incredibly dreary day. We went to prayer in the morning, stopped for chicken on the walk back to my house, then stayed home the rest of the day talking, laughing and staying cozy and warm!
|I had rainboots so I crossed the street to pick up the chicken and the girls stood on the opposite sidewalk waiting for me. I tried to convince them to just go back to the house, but these Washington girls are not scared of cold rain!|
|A wonderful breakfast of Swedish pancakes|
|This is pretty much how our day went|
|Dinner, by request of the Diaz girls|
The next day we got up bright and early and went into the Zocalo
|Between us, I think we bought about 40 meters of material. Those fabric-cutters got their workout!|
We souvenir-shopped, ate, and walked the whole day. We had a really good time.
One of the days, Amanda made this Korean soup. It looks like Top Ramen, but believe me it is not! Lol! It was deeeelicious.
Sunday morning we went to church at Elder Wakefield's.
|Bethany and Amanda both testified|
Amanda went with me to drop the little kiddies off.
|Sis. Soledad and Bethany|
|We wanted to spend our last day in Mexico City. Dad wouldn't let us go without Abner so he was nice enough to take and entire day off work to tour-guide us around!|
I'd been to the city many many times, but never to sight-see and adventure around. It is a huge city and there is so very much to see and do!
We started with breakfast in the center of town at a little place called "El Sazon" (The Seasoning).
The famous zocalo of Mexico City was beautiful! I want to go back! One day is not nearly enough. I told Abner I'd be satisfied with four!
|The immigration something-rather display of the city. On each PVC pipe stuck into the ground was a quote or phrase about immigration or being deported. Stuff like, "My dad's deportation ruined my life" or how terrible it is to have walls.|
Abner was very insistent about going up into the Torre Latinoamericana. When we got to the top, he was excited to inform us that this was the only building left standing after 3 huge earthquakes.
Abner. Please stop.
Being at the top made me nauseous and dizzy. Heights are not my thing!
It was a beautiful view though and a great feat climbing to the top!
Memories were made that we'll never forget!
What a wonderful week! Not even a hurricane in Veracruz could get in our way!
Thank you, girls, for coming and visiting me. I love you both. Come back soon!