the view from the house site. crazy haze plus endless sky.
the convenience store next door. mexican coke > american coke.
authentic carne asada and hand ground corn tortillas--our lunch.
the only son of the family, Alex, helped us build the entire house.
walls up; the house is 12' x 16'
balancing on the wall, getting ready to pull the roof over the house.
think a balance beam, but 12 feet off the ground, held only upright by nails.
again, this time i am taller than amy (might be one of the few times that happens)
painting. reminds me of visitation service projects.
alex helping me out painting. and flashing his killer smile.
amygirl. master of the hammer and nail.
final touches to the roof.
have you ever seen a more genuine face of appreciation and gratitude?
the girls, all excited for their house; again, such great smiles.
the whole family together for a group shot.
all of us plus the fam.
on the way home, TJ gave us some epic sunsets.
i need to start an album of these
i really wanted to photograph the border crossing back into the states, but i realize it might have jeopardized safe passage back. I realize now that most people's first time to mexico is for a vacation or a celebration, but to experience I had there was truly memorable, and i wouldn't have had it any other way. Now I know to pass on the truth about Mexico, how it's not riddled with gangs, drugs, and chaos. These are people who need shelter, food, family, faith, just like us. What an amazing weekend. And even better sunday occured at the Adams Ave Street Fair. Adams Ave is in the Normal Heights neighborhood of San Diego, with an eclectic array of shops, music, and people. Amy and I got very lost on the way there, but definitely made up for it.
Never have I ever...paid money to break plates.
Amy lets her aggression out quite well.
mmmm...food from East Africa
classic Spanish mission style Catholic Church
balancing on the wall, getting ready to pull the roof over the house.
think a balance beam, but 12 feet off the ground, held only upright by nails.
again, this time i am taller than amy (might be one of the few times that happens)
painting. reminds me of visitation service projects.
alex helping me out painting. and flashing his killer smile.
amygirl. master of the hammer and nail.
final touches to the roof.
have you ever seen a more genuine face of appreciation and gratitude?
the girls, all excited for their house; again, such great smiles.
the whole family together for a group shot.
all of us plus the fam.
on the way home, TJ gave us some epic sunsets.
i need to start an album of these
i really wanted to photograph the border crossing back into the states, but i realize it might have jeopardized safe passage back. I realize now that most people's first time to mexico is for a vacation or a celebration, but to experience I had there was truly memorable, and i wouldn't have had it any other way. Now I know to pass on the truth about Mexico, how it's not riddled with gangs, drugs, and chaos. These are people who need shelter, food, family, faith, just like us. What an amazing weekend. And even better sunday occured at the Adams Ave Street Fair. Adams Ave is in the Normal Heights neighborhood of San Diego, with an eclectic array of shops, music, and people. Amy and I got very lost on the way there, but definitely made up for it.
Never have I ever...paid money to break plates.
Amy lets her aggression out quite well.
mmmm...food from East Africa
classic Spanish mission style Catholic Church
In addition to the photographic evidence, every vendor there was super inexpensive. Great funky jewelry and cheap CDs (hello, Clueless soundtrack plus the Verve, U2's B-sides, and a couple others for the grand total of $22--heck, you can barely buy a cd for $20 now...so yeah, total steal). Back to the daily grind of new grad RN classes with my first day of work as a legit nurse looming next week. stay tuned.
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