Ok, just to catch everyone up; back in April I started writing about our trip to Tilaco, Mexico with our good friend Vero and her sons. That was posted back then, so you can refresh your memory by reading the old post and then here I will continue as if nothing has happened these past few months.
The 8 hour bus-ride to Tilcao turned into 10. Our driver was more than willing (grrr) to stop and pick up people in order to pocket the bus fares. Well, hey pretty smart on his part, but frustrating for us. You'll see the pictures from our bus trip. A sleeping Jorge, Jax taking a snooze and even walking up and down greeting everyone on the ride. (Truely his father's son.) It was soooo hot that when we made a pit-stop, Jax walked around in a shirt and diaper...he was still a hit among the other travelers.
Once we arrived in Tilaco, we had to take another taxi ride just to get to Vero's home. Seriously, out in the middle of NOWHERE! We were greeted by four of Vero's sisters, her father, and her two brothers. (There are 11 children in total.) They had cooked us up a great meal, and I couldn't help but snap a few shots of the kitchen. This kitchen was amazing! It was seperate from the main house (which wasn't a house at all, just some rooms.) The kitchen was open air. You wouldn't find any modern conveniences in the Marquez kitchen. There were no stove or oven. You wouldn't see a refrigerator, coffee pot, or microwave. Everything was cooked over an open flame. In fact, the chicken you see in the pictures above, laid her eggs in the kitchen and Vero would then scramble them up for Jax. Everything that we ate besides the rice, came from the ranch. The meat, vegetables, fruit. and bread came from their ranch. You'll see Ryan eating a turkey heart. (Insert gagging sounds here.) They even had a wonderful lemon tree which amazed me, since lemons are hard to come by in Mexico.
Vero tried to explain to me that by going to Tilaco it would be like stepping back 100 years. At first site of the Marquez ranch, I was quickly becoming a believer in Vero's words. Did you know that electricity didn't make its way to Tilaco until 1968. This was the same year that the first vehicle made an appearance in Tilaco. The delivery truck was actually carried into Tilaco because there were no roads. They then built roads in order to use the truck to deliver products around the village. Craziness.
The 8 hour bus-ride to Tilcao turned into 10. Our driver was more than willing (grrr) to stop and pick up people in order to pocket the bus fares. Well, hey pretty smart on his part, but frustrating for us. You'll see the pictures from our bus trip. A sleeping Jorge, Jax taking a snooze and even walking up and down greeting everyone on the ride. (Truely his father's son.) It was soooo hot that when we made a pit-stop, Jax walked around in a shirt and diaper...he was still a hit among the other travelers.
Once we arrived in Tilaco, we had to take another taxi ride just to get to Vero's home. Seriously, out in the middle of NOWHERE! We were greeted by four of Vero's sisters, her father, and her two brothers. (There are 11 children in total.) They had cooked us up a great meal, and I couldn't help but snap a few shots of the kitchen. This kitchen was amazing! It was seperate from the main house (which wasn't a house at all, just some rooms.) The kitchen was open air. You wouldn't find any modern conveniences in the Marquez kitchen. There were no stove or oven. You wouldn't see a refrigerator, coffee pot, or microwave. Everything was cooked over an open flame. In fact, the chicken you see in the pictures above, laid her eggs in the kitchen and Vero would then scramble them up for Jax. Everything that we ate besides the rice, came from the ranch. The meat, vegetables, fruit. and bread came from their ranch. You'll see Ryan eating a turkey heart. (Insert gagging sounds here.) They even had a wonderful lemon tree which amazed me, since lemons are hard to come by in Mexico.
Vero tried to explain to me that by going to Tilaco it would be like stepping back 100 years. At first site of the Marquez ranch, I was quickly becoming a believer in Vero's words. Did you know that electricity didn't make its way to Tilaco until 1968. This was the same year that the first vehicle made an appearance in Tilaco. The delivery truck was actually carried into Tilaco because there were no roads. They then built roads in order to use the truck to deliver products around the village. Craziness.
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