Goal Accomplished

Quincinera at the Rancho: Mexican Experience

Above is a picture of Ruth and I. Ruth (pronounced "Root" in spanish) is one of my co-workers and it was also her younger sister's fifteenth birthday last Saturday. The big fiesta was held at their grandparent's rancho or ranch.


The girl in the blue dress in the picture above is Ruth's sister and it is her birthday. A group of the girls are having fun before the sun goes down. Now, the rancho's in Mexico are kind of out in the country and little communities of their own. There are a group of houses together, animals all over the place and they are away from any large cities. There are not any paved roads. You drive on dirt roads.

As the fiesta was coming to a close, Juan on the right, decided he wanted to take a drive through the rancho. Please note that Juan's van shown above has two sliding doors. One on each side. A group of us including George, on the left another co-worker, got into the van including children under the age of 15. Juan opened both of the van doors, kept them open, blasted his ranchero mexican music and we went driving through the rancho on the dirt roads about 40 mph (with the doors open). Seat belts for the girls in the middle---nahhhh---they could only go flying out of the van.

But the experience gets better. One of my goals these past couple months has been to ride a random horse in Fresnillo. There are animals walking all over our neighborhood including horses and I always have "ganas" to see if I can ride one. Not that I know how to ride a horse, but I thought it would be an experience. I decided to try to continue my pursuit of riding a horse here in the rancho and got everybody on board. So every horse we would pass while driving with the doods open, on dirt roads, mexican music blasting the mexicans would ask if I could get on their horse. We got turned down quite a few times because the owners said the horse was crazy, but alas, we found one boy with a horse!!! And here is my evidence.

Another peak at the goal being accomplished.

Oh, but the fun just doesn't stop. Above is an awesome sunset before we left the party at the rancho. On the way home we had a car full including a family with 4 kids. This family doesn't have a car, as is the case with most families in our colonia. Let me include that we ate "mole" at the quincinera along with some red rice. Mole is made of chiles and chicken. The chiles are ground up to the thickness of spaghetti sauce and then the chicken is thrown in. Back to the car ride home. As I was saying not many families have cars or vans, so it is very easy for them to get dizzy and kind of queasy in the car. Well, little Danny, one of the cutest kids you will meet, started to feel a little sick in the van. And wouldn't you know, he got a little too sick and threw up the "mole" all over himself. Poor Danny. Let's just say that I don't know if I am ready to be a mom who cleans up throw up. But it did make for an eventful end to and eventful day.