Last Saturday we traveled to Morelia.
Travel sites describe Morelia as…
Morelia, the state capital of Michoacan, has a population of about 500 000 and is a UNESCO World Heritage site. The city has over 200 historical buildings, many built of characteristic pink quarrystone. With many lovely plazas, gardens and atriums and a well-earned reputation as a regional cultural center, Morelia is a destination for those who enjoy colonial architecture and local culture.
The city was founded in 1541 by Antonio de Mendoza and its original name was Valladolid. The name was changed after Mexico’s War of Independence, in honor of one of its heroes, Jose Maria Morelos de Pavon, who was born in the city in 1765. Of Morelia’s many beautiful historical monuments, the cathedral and the aqueduct are the most impressive.
Some 2000 White Pelicans line up daily for free meals at the pueblo of Petatán on the eastern end of Lake Chapala.The White Pelican is a large bird with a wingspan of up to three meters and may weigh up to seven kilograms. It does not dive-bomb fish as do some other pelicans, which may explain why it finds Lake Chapala particularly attractive.
November to April is Pelican-watching season at Lake Chapala, Mexico’s largest lake, located 400 kilometers northwest of Mexico City.
Every year, thousands of American White Pelicans (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) fly 4,000 kilometers south from their normal habitats in central Canada to enjoy western Mexico’s warm winter.
We attended a special assembly day and our hotel was just across the plaza. Best part of the whole thing? The promise of a nice hot shower. (have you read the previous posts this week?)
As we are checking in (and Camille is wanting to move things along ASAP to get to her destination of the said nice hot shower) our friends realize they left their suitcase with their suit and dress clothes back home -4 hours away. A little panic but at least they get a good story out of it. Right? You have no idea…
OK… so we are checking in. (sorry, lots happens at the same time and I can’t always keep it straight) 😉 And Mikee looks up as this tall guy with a little kid walk by. They both stop and point, “Hey I know you.” It’s Doug Beane -a friend from when we lived in Wallkill, NY. We haven’t seen him and Becky in 16 years. 16 years! How are we even old enough to say that? He has kids. We have kids. Lots has changed. And here we bump into each other at the same hotel in Morelia, Mexico. Go figure. So we spend a couple minutes doing the quick catch-up game. Doug and Becky and their boys are moving to Manzillo -a city by the beach that we visited this summer. They have been driving down from Pennsylvania. You can imagine how much in common that conversation had.
You may be wondering if Camille has had her nice hot shower yet?
Well, first we went with our friends to look for some dress clothes and visited a couple stores. And nothing. An acceptable shirt and tie was found at Walmart but no skirt or dress for my sweet friend. 🙁 So, we returned to our very nice hotel. Disappointed not to find something to wear but excited for my nice hot shower.
Finally!!!
OK. Enough about the nice hot shower. Fast forward to Sunday morning. Mikee and I and our troops all get dressed up real nice and we are looking forward to the assembly. Of course, the momma is the last one dressed after making lunch, checking Austin’s tie, fixing the girls hair bows, and such. Get to fix my hair and put on my makeup and almost ready and…
(first I must add that anyone who knows me understands that I pack very thoroughly and have everything for any occasion -I hear the snickers from my gal pals right now)
…Mikee realizes that he has forgotten to bring along his belt for his suit. **snicker snicker** We joke that the “forget meeting clothes virus” must be contagious. And then…
…a knock on the door as Mikee just finished picking 1 of the 2 ties he brought and still has the other in his hand. A friend forgot their tie and wondered if we might possibly have an extra. **snicker snicker** The virus is spreading. AND THEN…
…as our family of 5 is ready to walk out the door the last thing I do is go to put on my skirt. But no! No skirt! Camille packed ever’thing for ever’body in the family but forgot her skirt. Ack! (maybe the guilty culprit is the deprivation of a nice hot shower for way too long) 🙂
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“Forgot” her skirt??? We all know Camille has just about anything anybody might, maybe, possibly need when she travels. I suspect Camille just wanted to show off those “hot” new jeans…Where did you pick those up at, girl? wink, wink
Great stories!! Keep them coming :>)
These are great stories.Love that family picture assembly day. What’s the real story Camille???? You could have taken those jeans and made a skirt with them, you probably had scissors and thread?? RIGHT!
Poor Camile!!!!!!! :(. i can’t belive that you couldn’t find any acceptable skirts! i had an idea. you guys should all write a biography of your perils and comidies in mexio!!!! that would be an awesome book. first on my list. keep all these tales comin’! luv ya! tate
Hello Enos Family,
So much happening –having a hard time keeping up with all your stories—always fun to read and imagine! Thanks for all the visuals.
Wow what a small world–meeting Doug and Becky Beane—wonder who else you will meet along the way?!?!.
Glad you are there and we are really so proud that you just keep going –rain or shine–remember one Gilead instructor said 20% percent is what happens and 80% is your attitude that measures the success in your assignment–everyone of you have shown great attitude—Jehovah has provided and help the missionary spirit in each one of you.Thank you for setting such good examples. We love you, Tamar and Tom
It’s times like these you need to remember the old addage “The clothes don’t make the man/woman.” Rules I live by as I haven’t made it out of my pajamas two days this week.
Also India, so sorry about the horse fly! They are terrible! We had lots of very large ones this year around our pool. I was bit by one that was over an inch long and killed some the size of cicadas! No fun at all. I’m glad you are okay, I’m allergic and the reaction and pain lasts for over a month when I get bit. Cami, might serve you well to carry some benadryl for these kinds of occasions. Ya never know when you’re going to need soemthing to hold you until you can get to a doctor for a steroid shot.
Hey there! Your blog is so fun t read – always full of adventure 🙂 That is amazing that you ran into Doug and Becky! But actually, in the truth, we can’t go ANYWHERE and not run into someone we know! Tell them I say HI! Love you all!