This is the house where I grow up. The kids were able to see where mom played as a little girl. The house was empy, but the were able to see my old life.
We are here with my oldest brother, Rodolfo. He is a taxi driver and drove with us to ythe airport, because we did not want to get lost in Mexico city.
This is in Queretaro, we ffound a great place for gorditas.
Of course the kids love to shop for hand made toys. I still have a lot other pictures to post from this trip.
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