Some Surprises Mazatlán México
Monday night
The weather is a bit cooler than I had thought it would be and I did not bring the right clothes, which has always been tricky for me. I sure could use a nice pair of jeans and a light sweatshirt tonight as it's a bit chilly.
I am drawn to El Centro so we went there again today. I was invited to a luncheon held each Monday by a group of women, but declined and will go later since I did not want to abandon Jaime and our plans for the day. Amazing how quickly the hours flash by. We found the library with English books and checked out a few, including Annie Proulx's Close Range: Wyoming Stories. I had already read "Brokeback Mountain" but not the others. She is a powerful writer!
We found Mary's Restaurant, owned by a young female entrepreneur from St. Paul, Mn who opened a restaurant with typical Norte Americano food: hamburgers, french fries--the works. Not for us, but our grandson hasn't yet developed a taste for Mexican food so Mary's occasionally will offer some comfort food for him while we are here. Mary graduated from Derham Hall in 1986, the last graduating class from the all-girls' school before the merger with Cretin, the all-boys' school. Later while at the Univ. of Mn. she met a young Mexican who was there on a medical fellowship, and the inevitable happened. She has now lived here for 10 years, has two boys, and owns two small restaurants, both located in Zona Dorada. Brilliant move on her part.
Yesterday (Sunday) we went to a non-denominational church called the Vineyard. There are lots of dedicated expats in this city who support the work of the church. Interesting service; I thought it would be more like the Unitarians, but it isn't, and it is decidedly Christian. I was a bit uncomfortable, but I appreciate the outreach and programs provided by the regular churchgoers. I signed up our entire family to participate for one day in a program whereby volunteers make sandwiches and then take them to the dump where the food is distributed to Mexicans. I've seen pictures of this activity, and the children there seem to be enjoying the visitors. I felt that our grandkids might learn something without any comments or lectures from us. What I really would like to do is help teach the children English, which I would do if we would be here for a longer period of time.
My Spanish language study has been non-existent, but I have new resolve. I'll start mañana.
The weather is a bit cooler than I had thought it would be and I did not bring the right clothes, which has always been tricky for me. I sure could use a nice pair of jeans and a light sweatshirt tonight as it's a bit chilly.
I am drawn to El Centro so we went there again today. I was invited to a luncheon held each Monday by a group of women, but declined and will go later since I did not want to abandon Jaime and our plans for the day. Amazing how quickly the hours flash by. We found the library with English books and checked out a few, including Annie Proulx's Close Range: Wyoming Stories. I had already read "Brokeback Mountain" but not the others. She is a powerful writer!
We found Mary's Restaurant, owned by a young female entrepreneur from St. Paul, Mn who opened a restaurant with typical Norte Americano food: hamburgers, french fries--the works. Not for us, but our grandson hasn't yet developed a taste for Mexican food so Mary's occasionally will offer some comfort food for him while we are here. Mary graduated from Derham Hall in 1986, the last graduating class from the all-girls' school before the merger with Cretin, the all-boys' school. Later while at the Univ. of Mn. she met a young Mexican who was there on a medical fellowship, and the inevitable happened. She has now lived here for 10 years, has two boys, and owns two small restaurants, both located in Zona Dorada. Brilliant move on her part.
Yesterday (Sunday) we went to a non-denominational church called the Vineyard. There are lots of dedicated expats in this city who support the work of the church. Interesting service; I thought it would be more like the Unitarians, but it isn't, and it is decidedly Christian. I was a bit uncomfortable, but I appreciate the outreach and programs provided by the regular churchgoers. I signed up our entire family to participate for one day in a program whereby volunteers make sandwiches and then take them to the dump where the food is distributed to Mexicans. I've seen pictures of this activity, and the children there seem to be enjoying the visitors. I felt that our grandkids might learn something without any comments or lectures from us. What I really would like to do is help teach the children English, which I would do if we would be here for a longer period of time.
My Spanish language study has been non-existent, but I have new resolve. I'll start mañana.
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