As we searched for another recommended restaurant which ultimately was closed for Sunday, it was interesting to glimpse family gatherings through cracks in a door or window, smell delicious food wafting into the street, and hear chatter and music permeate the walls. We were so close to these intimate Sunday gatherings and still so far away. We are as obvious as are all the tourists whether we are wearing shorts or not. Not that this is a problem. It brings people to our aid when we have a perplexed look on our face. "What are you looking for Senora?" Waiters in restaurants will tacitly bring bubbly lemonade to save our stomachs from potentially sickening water. Or in one case, we were served lemonade that tasted like pool water. At any rate, I wonder how we will or if it is even possible to feel more comfortable in this temporary home. After four weeks, will we be able to become part of this beautiful scenery or if we will we always be just on the other side of the door.
In the evening we walked a mile to find a park for the kids to play in. This one had everything including some equipment from Oak Park's parks. It even had a merry go round which wasn't operating while we were there unfortunately. It was a good release for the kids to play normally surrounded by other kids. It wiped them and me out, too.
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| My Lunch, a Oaxacan tamale wrapped in a banana leaf |
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