Day 11 Cuernavaca

Day Eleven from our Mexico trip.
Part Two

Was it 5:00 p.m., maybe close to six, I don't really know. All I know is that we finally made it to Cuernavaca. I soon found out that to go from point A to point B in Cuernavaca takes a long time. It's unbelievable the amount of traffic that goes through those one lane streets.

Our friends knew we were coming and were waiting for us. As we entered their gorgeous home we were greeted by the smell of food. You have to understand that we had been on the road and by this time the barbacoa and tinga tacos were long gone.



It was a 180 turn compared to Santa Maria, Pilcaya, Tetipac, etc. Here we got a bit of the good life. See the story goes like this, back in the early 70's one of my sisters went to high school and met this guy whom she brought home and immediately he became friends with the whole family. My parents loved him as he was a nice centered individual that they knew could be trusted.

Soon after their graduation, he decided to go back to Mexico as he now was able to speak English, he thought he would have it easier there. One morning I received a phone call from him asking me if I could let him use my car for the day and also if I could pick him up from the airport.

Of course my answer was yes so off I went to the airport to pick him up. We had breakfast there while we said hi and caught up on the goings on and I finally asked him what was he doing there? It had been at least a couple of years since he had left Los Angeles and his visit to me was surprising. I thought maybe he was coming back to L.A.

He then told me that he was actually at work, I still didn't know what he meant and he just laughed and said, "I am working for the airline, I have become a steward".

After this his first visit, many followed only he never called me for my car anymore as he now rented one at the airport. It was during one of these visits that my sister (not the one that went to school with him) asked him if he and his mom could become her daughter's godfathers. This is how he had now become more a part of our family.



Fast forward to our current Mexico trip tale. Is is this friend, and his sister, along with his mom and a friend that picked us up at the airport in Mexico City, and now we were to spend the last three days of our vacation at their house.

Going back to the food, they had cooked the most delicious chicken stew that was literally finger licking good. They went all out in setting up the table, and making sure that we enjoyed our meal.

As he is now retired, he lives of his pension while still being young enough to enjoy life. His tales of going downtown in the morning and meeting all his friends (also retired) there for coffee get from the funny to the outrageous, as he puts it, "we are a bunch of retired people with too much time on our hands".

Right after dinner, his sister comes in and tells us to come out. She found this kids that were playing a marimba and brought them into the patio. For the next hour we enjoyed marimba music as they played every song we requested.


My mom listening...

To this guys play.


I found this marimba music over at youtube, this is a good sample of what we listened on that night. Don't mind the commercial at the end.

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After a long tiring day and to finish up a great night, he treated us to a movie in his living room. At first I thought it was going to be boring but he kept saying that we would really like it. "Elsa and Fred" the story of two souls that met too late but lived more than they had lived up to that point in their lives. The caption on the box reads, "It takes time to become young". The movie is in Spanish with subtitles but it's totally worth watching. We liked it so much that my sister and I bought our own copies. I highly recommend it.

Click Here for youtube trailer.





Remember in Santa Maria I was sharing a room with my tios. Well in Cuernavaca I got a room for myself complete with restroom and shower. Ahhhh! Welcome back to civilization.