And so November 4 2007, we went to the airport and took the 1240 Mexicana flight MX322 back to Mexico City. From there we returned to Good Ol Luis Moya's San Fransisco Hotel.
But this time with less bags with us, we decided to try the train lines from the Airport back to the Hotel. Only a cheap alternative when you have small baggages. That evening we spent some time at the square across the street. Seemed like a festival, there were singers, musicians, people buying and selling, and dancing salsa, even guys dressed up as girls. But their dance was very folkish-like. Nothing like the cubans.
Returning to the hotel, we noticed alot of youngsters with at least one instrument case in hand.
Anecdote #1
Towards the later evening. The lights began to flicker out. Everyone was curious. Next door, loud crackling noises were heard. Not 5 minutes later, a police patrol car arrived, and then the fire brigade. They tore down the fences of the building next door. It seemed abandoned or maybe under construction. By then, black smoke was already spewing out. But after awhile, they manage to subdue the sparks. Must have been a short circuit somewhere.
Talk about a 5th Of November Fire Heist lol...V must have been close by.
On our final Tour of Mexico, we were brought to a place far away from the City. We saw the Smoking volcano from the distance. The farmers of Cuaunavuac live mainly on Corn, Silver and gold.
This was inside the Cathedral, no flash allowed so, the picture is as it is.
At the summit, the place was magnificient. Hence the pictures. Was a really fruitful day. Wish I had my primary camera.
6th of November 2007, We visited the Anthropology museum of Mexico. I seriously Love the museum, it was FABULOUS!! HAD LOADS OF FUN HEHEHE!!
Well I headed home on the 7th of November. Mom and dad carried on to Michigan to visit the kids and grandsons. I took another flight back home.
Polls:
3, Number of people whom shared my table while i waited for mom and dad to check in.
Live animals seen or heard in the airport: Dog and Chicken.
I left at 6pm... Looking out of the window watching the two left engines of the 747-400 roaring away with landing flaps flared. I can still remember my first memories of being carried into the car and driven to the airport sleeping back when i was a kid. First having to wait dressed up as if going for a wedding. Always flying...all my life...soon my final flight shall come, and I will no longer be able to fly as I did for the first 24 years of my life.
Once again, I would like to thank my parents for setting up the arrangements with the appropriate parties to make this happen. Shiva to introduce us to Laura and Laura & husband for her wonderful hospitality.
All Cubans who were helpful especially Indian Boy! thank you very much! Everyone that we crossed paths during the trip. I thank you very much for everything.
Hope that our paths cross once more in our lives.
Cheers
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