I went back to my old city with my parents. This is the sunset from our hotel window. Isn't it beautiful? I could never see the sunset from my house.

We just arrived in a small town to walk around and see the area. This girl really wants us to go home with her, but we think that her grandmother would not appreciate four foreigners showing up for dinner.

These are the buses we take when we want to go to the countryside.

Outside a fastfood restaurant in a small town.

This is wher I do my work, fun huh?

I wanted to have fish tacos for dinner but it is a long process. We first had to go to the market and buy the cornmeal. . . and fish. My dad picked out a fish that looked easy to fillet (they think you are crazy if you want to buy a fish without bones). Unfortunately, the fish was not easy to fillet, it had a ton of little bones, but that is what you get for 75cents. Dad cleaned the fish while mom and I made tortillas and prepared all of the veggies. When we sat down to eat we had to pick all the bones out of the fish first. But food sure does taste good when you have to work for it.

Even though I now live in a modern city, I can still find tastes of the old. I wonder where she is taking her handmade baskets.