Mom is Here

Mom arrived here late on Friday night to a rather chaotic scene at the airport. The day before I had gone to the mechanic to have my rear brakes serviced and cleaned. However, the mechanic overserviced the brakes and by the time we arrived at the airport to pick up mom, the brakes were seized and smoking like a chimney. We had to call Moises for help since we only have the one vehicle. He brought the mechanic to the airport and fixed the problem just as Mom entered the parkade. Whew...that was a close one!

Since then we have done a lot of touristy things. Saturday we went to a mall nearby for lunch and to get groceries. Sunday we took Mom to church. Pepe preached a strong message on 2 Peter 2 and we had the Lord's Supper. Mom was introduced to several people. The one picture above is Mom speaking with Moises' niece, Jabeth. We then took Mom to visit the Retreat Centre where she met Juan and Carolina. She was quite amazed at how big the centre is and how well kept it is. Ingrid had to return to the church teach a piano lesson to Abigail.

Monday was a unique day. We have had lots of little problems in our home but the worst of our problems is that our stove and oven do not work very well. The gas stove does not have any way to regulate the flame; thus, it's burning our food and wreaking our pans. The flame on the oven keeps turning off and the door does not stay closed. So once again, it was Moises to the rescue. He negotiated with the property manager and we will be getting new appliances soon. Tuesday, Emma came down with the chicken pox and she is staying home from school but we still took the subway downtown to show Mom the historical part of the city since Emma has past the contagious stage. As we came out of the subway tunnel, there were three Mexican Mounted Police that were gracious enough to let us take a picture with them. Then we went into the Palacio Bellas Artes and mom fell in love with the beautiful Italian designed building (with her favorite style of interiors - art deco) and the paintings of Diego Riviera, Frida Kahlo and José Clemente Orozco. We are hoping to return next week to watch a performance of the Ballet Méxicano Folklorico (traditional Mexican folk dancing).

From there we walked a short distance to have lunch at the Casa de Azulejos (House of Tiles) but that was not without some humour. I told Mom to follow close behind me to cross the busy intersection but instead, she followed a group of people carrying red flags that were crossing the same intersection. Somehow, Mom accidental joined a communist protest that was crossing the same intersection! The police were no help as they laughed at our little dilemma. After lunch we walked to the Zocolo visited the cathedral and the government house where there were large paper mache statues of Diego Riviera and Frida Kahlo (see picture above). Then it was back to home. Today, for mom's sake we are taking it more easy. Emma is at home resting as is Mom. We need to clean the house and I am continuing with my desire write a commentary on the Book of Matthew. Practice time on the computer with my Rosetta Stone Spanish program is in store as well.