Last Sunday afternoon we had the privilege of visiting Mexico for a few hours. After a full schedule the previous week, it was a special treat just to have some time for family fun. I wish we knew more Spanish than our meager vocabulary, but most of the people who lived in the boarder city knew just enough English to urge us to purchase their wares.
One of the more unique craftsmen was a painter. His only 'artistic' tools consisted of spray cans of paint, cardboard, and plastic bags. It was amazing to watch as he created a lovely picture in a matter of only a few minutes.
He called the cardboard his 'Mexican paintbrush'
Lovely, isn't it?!
Dad also treated us to a Mexican restaurant as a birthday treat. [yes, Sunday was my birthday] The prices were far less than an equivalent American meal, and it sure made for a delightful memory! I'm sure the food was somewhat 'Americanized', but it was, nonetheless, delicious!
Shopping, shopping! Since everything was written in Spanish, we had to just guess at which items would be a fun sampling of authentic Mexican treats.