Beds and sofas
My kitchen
Running water
My dog
My car
AC
Exterminators
Lentil Curry
Harry Potter books
Pavement
Drainage systems
Grass
Cell phones
to name a few.
Really, there's not much that could make me less than content with my environment at the moment. As a matter of fact, the first night we were home, the AC was out (and we are not exactly having cool weather at the moment). I was so glad to be in my bed, sleeping inside, that I didn't realize it was on the fritz until well into the next day! Really, I haven't gotten much to complain about, which is usual and refreshing for one like me who is generally such a whiner.
I have decided the difference between a vacation and an adventure is that a vacation is generally just a good time, and an adventure is a good time, but is also very difficult.
David has had two birthday parties since arriving to the States. One in Houston at P.F.Chang’s, and a small gathering here at the apartment. During his Norman party we discovered David’s freakish limbo abilities. He beat out Aubrey (though with far less style), who is a dancer at OU. And here is the strangest picture I've ever seen:
Though about 3/4 of our pictures from our trip are lost on missing memory cards or trapped in the broken computer, here are a few I have salvaged from the journey:
View of Taxco, advertised as the most romantic city in Mexico!
The lovely church in the Taxco town square.
Church in San Francisco. Bodies upon bodies are buried here because of the cholera epidemic around 1847. There was another cholera epidemic about 20 years ago in many of the villages, Oapan included. When it had passed, a doctor was sent by the government to examine. He concluded there had been a "stomach flu." Cholera is easily treatable.
Oapan lies on the banks of the Balsas River (though not at this particular point).
David with a "wei" cactus (sorry it is sideways-computer troubles).
Storm blowing into Oapan.
Of course, when we it's time to leave, an enormous bus gets stuck in front of us.
This sign in the Oapan clinic should be explanation enough.
Walking to class each day was always as adventure, one that did not usually stray too far from what you might catch on National Geographic. I am told by my classmates that this is the most mild pig picture mating picture of the bunch since Clips apparently captured a pile of four.
