Today was to be my homecoming, but I didn't get home (to the USA). Our morning began with a lovely plate of "chicharrones" (pork rind) cooked up in a red sauce, served wit
h rice and tortillas, and the beverage was hibiscus flower water. We even has a little milk gelatin in mosaic form left over from yesterday. Cecilia is a truly wonderful cook and we have new and innovative menus every day!After packing, I decided to leave my CD player with Cecilia so she could listen to hymns and some other music she was interested in. I left my new Spanish/English dictionary with Juan so he could brush up on his English. A package of new clothespins, a lime squeezer press, some batteries, and a new pair of earrings rounded out the items I gave them and hope they'll enjoy.
We only walked a short distance this morning, just to the bus stop, but this time we took a taxi so we could arrive at the airport on time. I said goodbye to my friends at the security checkpoint, sad to have this experience coming to a close. My flight to Mexico City was wonderful, and I watched out the window nearly the entire time. Monte Albán was awesome to see from the air; it truly stands out as a hill of majesty and grandeur, even though some might call it a pile of ruins. The state of Oaxaca is extremely sparsely populated in most parts, and the terrain is rugged and hilly nearly everywhere. The original name for Oaxaca was evidently "Huatyacatl", meaning the place of huajes. Here is a picture of huajes, which are long seed pods with flat green seeds inside. They can be eaten cooked or raw.
I arrived in Mexico City, hoping to catch a flight to Los Angeles tonight, but I didn't make it onto the flight. It "went out full" without me. There were several of us standby passengers who were unable to board. We all planned to return be 5 a.m. tomorrow to try our luck at getting on the next flight.
I considered doing some sightseeing, like to the Basilica of Our Lady o
f Guadalupe because I've always been curious to see the cloak of Juan Diego that they say is just as brilliant now as it was 400+ years ago when they say the Virgin Mary appeared to him on the hill of Tepeyac. But then I realized it was an expensive taxi ride there and I was really very tired. I realized that Cecilia and Juan have been kind enough to run me over here and over there, to show me all the local sights this past week, but I caught them napping on the bus the other day, evidently exhausted also from all the sightseeing. So I decided to spend the night in the airport, awaiting the early flight in the morning. 
f Guadalupe because I've always been curious to see the cloak of Juan Diego that they say is just as brilliant now as it was 400+ years ago when they say the Virgin Mary appeared to him on the hill of Tepeyac. But then I realized it was an expensive taxi ride there and I was really very tired. I realized that Cecilia and Juan have been kind enough to run me over here and over there, to show me all the local sights this past week, but I caught them napping on the bus the other day, evidently exhausted also from all the sightseeing. So I decided to spend the night in the airport, awaiting the early flight in the morning. 
Troy Wilson, a returned LDS missionary from Colorado, who was on his way to visit former companions and current church members in the Guadalajara region, was kind enough to visit with us in the food court all night to help keep us safe, entertained and awake.
Catalina, from Chicago, joined us and we had a very pleasant time; well, if you don't count the 40 hours of going with no sleep!
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