Happy Father's Day, Dad! Today was father's day in Mexico, too. I really took it easy today, which was probably a good idea because it was soooo hot out today. I'm going on day two of not having water at my house, so I was over at the school most of the day rather than use the bathroom at my house and have to pour a bucket of water in the tank to flush it :-).
I decided to study study study today, and I read two of the short stories out of my new book. I was really proud of myself because not only did I get the story line, I fully recognized all the verb tenses and I even picked up some of the subtle humor. That felt like a language victory.
I wanted to get out of the house at lunch so I went to my favorite cafe, read more of my book and watched the start of the Korea/France soccer game. I still don't know who won the game. It was way too hot out there so I went back to the house and studied a bit more, had a ridiculously heady conversation with one of the owners of the school and drank a lot of coca-light (diet coke... and for those of you who know about my sincere appreciation for diet pepsi over diet coke, let me just tell you that both varieties in Mexico leave a lot to be desired).
There is a concert here on Wednesday, Juan Gabriel, and Elia and Irma, two of the staff members are so excited about it, but they still don't have tickets. For them, it's one of those concerts that, whether you have the money or not, you have to go, because he is legendary and he may not have anymore concerts. So, tickets were being sold at a pharmacy three blocks away, but when we got there, those tickets were sold out. So, we found out that there was a ticketmaster outlet in the mall, so we hopped on a bus and went to the mall. They got their tickets and were almost squeeling like little girls. It was great to see them so happy.
When we got back from the mall I cleaned myself up and went out to dinner with Jessica's family that had just arrived. We went to the Zocalo (the city center). It was a great choice. There were hundreds of people there, more than I've ever seen at any other time. The stage there was alive with entertainment. There were dancers from a local school dressed in the traditional dancing attire of the people of Veracruz. As the night progressed, the dancing turned into live music, turned into more dancing in flashy costumes and back to music again. It was like a movie. We ate at a restaurant bordering the the big stage and were able to catch bits of the action (I took pictures). After dinner I walked around the Zocalo and caught a bus back home. I love how comfortable I am with the busses here, I feel like the city is mine (and if I get lost there is always a cab honking at me).
Oh! Before I forget, I added some pictures to this journal. There are four so far. Hope you enjoy them. Let me know what you think! Abrazos, Tracey
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