One day I decided that I wanted to learn how to speak Spanish. I found a school in San Miguel Mexico and packed my bags to meet my new family that the school set me up with...the Lopez-Flores family. Here are a few pictures of my good times...

Vive Mexico!!

(good info here about San Miguel, just click)

wash day at home... little Cynthia "helping" her grandma, my Mexican mother, Marina. (she's wearing Marina's shoes, how cute!)

outside my front door looking toward the center of town, "el jardin" (about 3 blocks)

here is a horrible excuse for a picture... my camera sucks and this came out very blurry. But, what is going on here is some mariachis in el Jardin during the last weekend of San Miguel's festival of independance. (September 16 to 30)The structures in the back are for fireworks. Life in San Miguel is a continuous party. They have fireworks and cannons going off at all kinds of odd hours and days. I watched the man lighting these fireworks later that night --- he was lighting them with the cigarette he was smoking! Also, there are no barriers to stand behind, so a girl in my school was standing around watching the explosions and some particles rained down on her and caught her hair on fire... luckily everyone around her was able to pat out the sparks and she was fine, but we still teased her about it later.

Mexican graffiti (hehe) signed "me"

photos here A girl in my class named Amy -----> managed to take some really good photos of her good times in Mexico, check them out here

Me at the altars in el jardin for the Dia de los Muertos festivities. The public altars were designed and crafted by local schools or civic groups and are contstructed from nothing but colored sawdust. Offerings were then placed to make the altars. (more info here)

what Vicki buys while unsupervised at a liquor store... mmmm mas tequila!

more pictures of my good times in Mexico...

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