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... water is clear, it's doesn't come out really well in pictures, but you can kinda see it. And, just so you don't think things are horrible here, when they cut the water we aren't completely without water. There's a big tank on the roof that's full of water (from what I understand, the water supply runs through it and it's always full when the water supply is on) so when they cut the water supply we have all the water in ...
Today's entry is shorter, I promise. I woke up around 7:30, checked my emails, and had breakfast. Once again there was freshly squeezed orange juice--I'm very excited that this very well may be the norm--and gorditas. A gordita is basically a thick tortilla that is sliced open on one side and stuffed with beef, onions, and other seasonings. Oh, and the plate of fruit today was cantaloupe.
After breakfast Rebeca and I walked down to ...
... of God I've ever been to in my life. Nothing beats the pure worship that you find inside, and not to mention the decor.
The buildings/landmarks are one thing, but the people/performances you come across at the most random moments are what makes this city so wonderful. There is never a dull moment, and everyone so far has been just lovely.
As you can tell - I'm loving it here!
Until next time,
Adios mis amores
... war. After the war, the building was turned into a prison, a school, a tobacco factory and finally a museum. There were great photos inside of all its phases, including a phase where it just looked like the local hangout, with clothes hung out on clotheslines, people selling fruit and Mexican cowboys standing around smoking cigars.
Raquel asked me if I had a request for my last meal at her house, and I asked for chile rellenos before ...
... to prepare for crossing the border.
So, let's just say that I was feeling some trepidation about this (and it was only after I had made it to my first stop in Mexico that I found out that the narcos had set off a carbomb in Juarez). What I wasn´t worrying about however was American customs. I should have. They pulled me aside, searched my bag, searched me, and then brought me into their ...