One of the neighbors made these. I love me some homemade tamales, that's for sure.
Otherwise I pretty much did what I could've done at home, which is sat on the computer talking to Michael and playing my DS. Kinda lame. I didn't even bother going down to the little beach off the cliff my grandparents live on. You have to climb down these rocks and usually the tide is too high for it to be enjoyable so I just didn't bother.
I mostly swam at the neighborhood pool, walked around a little bit. There didn't used to be so many houses, and all of them are pretty extravagant and they only seem to be getting more so. My uncle and his son played some tennis but I'm no good at it so I didn't try that either.
Pretty lame, right? So I'm just gonna dump a few pictures and that'll be that. Only other thing I can really think of is on the way out in the line to cross the border I saw a guy with parts of his arms missing so he had no hands. That's always a little alarming. *shrug*
A photo I took on the way in. |
The back of my grandparents' house. |
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