Road Trip!

Hi all!

We know you've been in absolute suspense about what we've been up to since our "Weekend with Liz!" We'll try to update you quickly in a couple of posts.

Liz and I kept busy during the week with nights out for tapas and wine and even a night at an oyster bar in the nearby Condesa neighborhood (man, they're missing out with no horseradish and shrimp sauce!) We had wonderful conversations and had a great time mingling with the locals. We stopped by the Palacio de Bellas Artes where Diego Rivera painted one of his most famous murals that was originally planned for NYC's Rockefeller Center. The half-completed mural was destroyed in NYC when Rivera refused to reconstruct the mural (by removing an image of Vladimir Lenin) at the Rockefellers' demand. Thus, he recreated the mural here in 1934. Anyhow, it wasn't to be the evening we stopped by - the upper floors of the museum had closed. Hopefully I'll post a photo soon when we finally catch a glimpse.

The weekend brought another night of salsa dancing (Josh was a trooper until 4 a.m.!) and our first ROAD TRIP!!!! We took a nice (and very affordable) 2.5 hour bus trip to Taxco, which is known as the Silver Capital of Mexico. Folks around there say they boast the world's second largest silver mine. This charming colonial town hosts a giant silver market every Saturday. Silver everything - jewelry, tableware, frames and even word of hand-carved silver caskets. We skipped over the caskets and left with a couple of rings and a bracelet. We spent the night in a cute little hotel that was wonderful. We met a new friend on our walk to dinner who is a wholesale jewelry buyer from Long Island. Her fulltime job is visiting Taxco a few times a year to stock up and work with local artisans who craft custom goods for her business, Brook Silver Designs. Hello dream job!

The next morning we enjoyed a delectable breakfast on the rooftop of our hotel and even caught a glimpse of a Mexican volleyball tournament. Oh how we miss our Six Pack & a Pound and B Team friends in Des Moines. Tear. We boarded a bus in the afternoon and headed back to the city for our last days with Liz.

I attempted to create a movie with recent photos, but the picture quality is disappointing. If only I could remember how I made the slide show from our debut post.



Check back soon to find out about our first major experiences with the negative aspects of culture shock and how we celebrated our anniversary and my birthday.

Peace,
Olivia