Tractor-Pull
Vehicle I photographed on the road from Xiamen to Shi Shi, Fujian Province. Probably on 2 June 2010. Not sure what the proper name for it is. For now, M.E.M. and I have dubbed it the tractor-pull.
Monterrey, México, August 17, 2009
In the morning, I split a sandwich (pavo y queso, if I remember correctly) at Starbucks with B.O. Then we visited the mountain-top Sanctuario of Schoenstatt. The road to the top of the mountain gradually became rougher and rougher, eventually becoming a gravel road, and then becoming a dirt road.
Here is a nice photo that B.O. took last year (26 May 2009) of the chapel. It looks like a scene out of a fairy tale.
B.O. suggested I go over the crest of the mountain. On the city-side of the mountain, you could hear the city noise. But on the opposite side of the mountain where the chapel sits, it is quiet; peaceful; meditative.
Then B.O. took me to the airport, and I returned to D.C.
Monterrey, México, August 16, 2009
B.O. first took me to Soriana to buy new rubber sandals, since I had lost mine somewhere along the way (probably in the transfer from Hotel Ibis to B.O.’s parents’ house).
Afterwards, we stopped by OXXO, where I bought a chicken salad sandwich.
We split the sandwich as a light snack on the road, and we also snacked on tuna (the cactus fruit, not the fish).
After a while, we arrived to the Termas de San Joaquín (San Joaquín Hot Springs). A bath house was built around natural hot springs; it was essentially a shallow swimming pool, with the water coming up to about waist level. There was a distinct sulfurous smell.
We returned to Monterrey, and had a late lunch at the house of B.O.’s brother E., the father of little V. who was shown taking a swing at the piñata on August 14. who served us a gourmet Italian meal that he cooked himself. Also at the table were E.’s wife N., and his two daughters M.A. (whom we have seen earlier) and little V.
In the evening, we went to the Mall Valle Oriente, where I bought a tie at Scappino, and then stopped by Sanborn’s and had coffee. Afterwards, we saw the new G.I. Joe movie in a very fancy theatre at V.I.P. Cinépolis. Waitstaff is present so you can order out of a menu, and you can then have a meal (B.O. mentioned sushi as a possibility) while you watch the movie; but we didn’t order anything.
Here are some photos of the interior of the V.I.P. theater.
Finally, we had a late meal at Super Salads.
Monterrey, México, August 15, 2009
Apparently my clothes didn’t fit me that well. So B.O. took me to a tailor that she has used for years, Don Alejo, and had three of my shirts and the pants for my two-piece suit adjusted. Don Alejo had the adjustments done in time for the wedding later that day!
Camisa:
Cuello | 15½” |
Manga | 31″ |
Talla | 36″ |
Here’s a picture of Don Alejo’s shop (sastrería). That’s B.O.’s car on the right; B.O. is sitting at the wheel.
I had packed a bunch of dark socks. But I hadn’t brought any dress socks, figuring that I could get away with wearing non-dressy dark socks at the wedding and reception. After all, when was the last time that anybody paid attention to the socks I was wearing?
I also hadn’t brought a white undershirt, and B.O. said that wearing a white dress shirt without an undershirt was a social blunder. I guess I have to believe her.
B.O.’s sister, D., went out shopping and bought me a pair of dark dress socks and a white undershirt to wear to the wedding. Thanks, D.!!
B.O. and I then went shopping for men’s clothing at La Argentina.
Afterwards, we had lunch at Sanborn’s.
When we got home, B.O.’s nephew R. and his band were practicing some music (some of which they had composed themselves).
Soon after, we attended N.V. and R.C.’s wedding. The priest was Fr. Didier Marie Dugas; it was interesting to hear Spanish spoken with a French accent!
B.O. had the responsibility of making sure that small bells and bubble blowers were handed out as wedding favors. We left early to get to the reception hall, because B.O. was helping make arrangements there, too. I helped show guests to their tables; I am sure that many were wondering what an Asian guy was doing there at the reception.
The reception was held in the Salón Royal. The reception for another wedding was being held simultaneously in a nearby room across the hall.
Here’s a photo that came out with an interesting, ghostly effect — an accidental double exposure.
Towards the end of the reception dinner, B.O. noticed that three women sitting to my right were sitting quietly, staring intently at their desserts but without touching them. B.O. was wondering, why aren’t they eating their desserts? Then she remembered: these three women were N.V.’s co-workers at Quitakilos, whose mission is to offer healthy food. (The name Quitakilos translates, roughly, to “Shed Pounds”; recall that B.O. and I ate at a Quitakilos location on August 11.) None of the three women wanted to be the first to touch her dessert, because each knew that her co-workers were watching.
This was a classic Mexican Standoff!
(Here is a famous Mexican standoff in film.)
After our reception was coming to a close, B.O. and I noticed a mariachi band assembling outside the reception room for the other wedding. I quickly had a photo taken with the mariachi band; seconds later, they marched into the room and began playing music.
Monterrey, México, August 14, 2009
I checked out of Hotel Ibis in the morning, and for the rest of the trip I spent the nights at B.O.’s family’s house as their guest. Somehow, in the move I lost my beach sandals.
In the morning, we split a sandwich (I think it was queso y puerco) from OXXO as a light snack on the road, and drove to Coahuila state, to see the Museo de las Aves. Yes, it was a museum that was devoted exclusively to the birds of México; there were many fine specimens of birds were on display in various dramatic poses. There was a map at the museum that showed the various climates of México. It showed that Monterrey is in a temperate forested clime, not out in the desert.
Something that I got to wondering was, when a taxidermist is presented with a dead bird to mount for display, how do they decide what pose to put the bird in?
After the Museo, we visited B.O.’s friend V. in Saltillo, which is the capital of Coahuila. We didn’t stay long, since we needed to get back to Monterrey for dinner.
On the way back, we bought a braid of garlic (ajos) from a roadside vendor. The sign behind us indicates two local towns, Los Fierros and Rinconada; the vendor was from Rinconada.
B.O. has a ceramic container at home which she can use to roast the garlic. Roasted garlic — sounds delicious!
In the evening, I attended the weekly dinner of B.O.’s extended family. About 24 people were present. This photos is a little underexposed, but it gives a flavor of the setting.
Dinner was tostitacos, which looked like tacos in a red shell. B.O. assured me that this was the meal that they always had (i.e., they didn’t make a special meal just because I was visiting).
After dinner they threw a birthday party for me (although it wasn’t really my birthday), complete with birthday cake, to show me what their birthday parties are like. They give each birthday party a theme according to the particular celebrant’s in-jokes, personality, and history. In my case, the motif was Mr. Spock, which is a reference to an in-joke that B.O. and I have that I am very Vulcan. B.O.’s sister E. had spent a lot of time making cute table decorations; you can see one on the table in the foreground, in the photo above. They presented me with some birthday gifts, and then I showed them some old movies of my own family from the 70’s and 80’s.
Here are two of B.O.’s nieces.
Here’s B.O.’s nephew.
B.O.’s family had gone so far as to have a piñata custom made in the image of Mr. Spock.
Apparently, this helped drum up a little business for the piñata maker. I was told that two other customers saw the Spock piñata, and asked the piñata maker to make one for them, too.
The convention is that the celebrant gets the first swings at the piñata. But if the celebrant is an adult they take only “light” swings at the piñata without breaking it, to allow the children to take “real” swings. In any case, the piñata was surprisingly well-made, and didn’t break very easily (this one was not filled with anything).
Here’s A. taking a swing at the piñata. She is wearing her Snow White costume.
And here’s little V. taking a swing (with a little help from her father, B.O.’s brother E.):
According to this web page, the traditional piñata is shaped like a seven-pointed star to represent the Devil and the Seven Deadly Sins. So hitting it with a stick is symbolic of fighting evil.
Monterrey, México, August 12, 2009
In the morning, B.O. took me to 24 Horas, where we had fruit smoothies for breakfast. I chose one named Murcielago (“bat”), which was a dark red color. Here’s a photo of our drinks; my Murcielago is on the right.
Here’s a colorful photo that I took of the menu. Above the post for Carolina, you can see the ingredients for the Murcielago: oranges, beets, and celery. I’m not sure what the numbers “20-28-36” under the ingredients mean. Nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium? (Just kidding.)
Afterward breakfast, we stopped by the Laboratorios Moreira, a private laboratory where B.O. had some routine bloodwork done for her annual medical check-up. Within hours, she was able to check the results via the internet, something that I am unable to do in the U.S. I believe that people can’t check laboratory results in the U.S. in general, possibly because HIPAA requirements may make it infeasible. California may be an exception; in 2001, bill AB 1490 was signed into law (see page 20).
Next, we visited B.O.’s friend N.V., to plan for her wedding and reception on August 15. Then we went to Divisas San Jorge Casa de Cambio, where I changed some dollars to pesos, and then went to B.O.’s office, Principal Financial. Here’s B.O. at her office:
Then we made a stop at Home Depot to buy blinds for B.O.’s room. The Home Depot felt like any Home Depot that I’ve been to in the U.S., except that all the signage was in Spanish.
Afterwards, we visited B.O.’s sister A. to ask her husband A. to install the new blinds. B.O.’s father E. joined us after several minutes. Then B.O. and I went to Carl Jr.’s to have burgers (yes, not very Méxican) for lunch. The Carl Jr.’s was crowded because people were watching the U.S. vs. México soccer game on the TV there. México won, 2-1.
Then we went to the nearby Gandhi Bookstore, but as we were just about to enter the store I realized that I had forgotten my mochilla (backpack) at Carl Jr.’s. Since it was so close, it was easiest for me to simply walk back to the Carl Jr.’s to retrieve it.
I bought several books, mostly having to do with Mexican culture and history.
At the end of the day, we had dinner at the house of one of B.O.’s other sisters, D., whose husband J.R. served up grilled vegetables (onions, peppers, and nopales) and meats (beef and sausage). Here is the official Mexican site for the nopal and its fruit, tuna, which are considered very healthful foods.
Here are some photos of the food as it was being grilled.
Monterrey, México, August 11, 2009
In Reagan National Airport, we boarded the airplane in the standard way: from back to front in blocks.
The trip itself was uneventful. As the airplane was descending to land in General Mariano Escobedo International Airport, there was an overhead announcement stating that the airline was very sorry, but they didn’t have immigration cards to fill out. We were instructed to find immigration cards on some desk in the terminal. In the resulting confusion in the terminal, I was unable to find any immigration cards! I finally just went up to the immigration officer and asked for one. All told, it took me about one hour to get out of the airport.
Here’s a map of the airport.
B.O. was there to pick me up. After we bought some bottled water from a nearby concession stand, we walked over to her car. Driving out of the airport’s parking lot, my first comment was that it felt very much like the U.S. Even the makes of the cars looked pretty much the same; sometimes when I’m in foreign countries, the types of cars look very much different from the cars you see in the U.S. This made B.O. chuckle; she said that Mexicans from outside Monterrey often make the same observation, saying that Monterrey feels like the U.S.
From there, we went to QuitaKilos, where we had lunch. Here’s their menu for August 11:
Platillo | Guarniciones |
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Pay atún Pollo italiano Pescado al vapor |
* Crema de Coliflor * Arroz * Nopales rojos * Calabacita rellena * Ensalada de zanahoria c/piña |
B.O. and I ordered the same meal: the Pay atún (tuna pie; the fish, not the cactus fruit), Crema de coliflor (cream of cauliflower soup), and Ensalada de zanahoria (carrot salad).
B.O.’s friend N.V., whose marriage we attended on August 15, used to work at Quitakilos. This resulted in a humorous situation at the reception, as you’ll see when I get to that post. For now, here’s a photo of B.O. with N.V. taken 22 August 2008, at N.V.’s sister’s wedding; it is a sort of preview of N.V.’s 15 August 2009 wedding.
We briefly stopped by B.O.’s home, to pick up B.O.’s laptop computer. Out front waiting to greet me were B.O.’s sister D., D.’s son R., and B.O.’s niece A. Inside the house, I met B.O.’s cousin A. and B.O.’S sister E. (the mother of B.O.’s niece A.) B.O.’s parents weren’t home; I believe they were out on vacation.
B.O. lent me her laptop computer so that I could have internet access during my stay at Hotel Ibis. They have Third Generation (3G) Internet in Monterrey.
Afterwards, we went to the Iglesia de San José en Monterrey, which you’ll see listed on this web page. B.O. would often pray to St. Joseph at this church, so it has special significance. Here are two photos of the church.
Then B.O. took me to the Ana Elisa Beauty Co., a hair salon, to get my hair cut in preparation for the wedding and reception on August 15. In the salon, there was a cute little doggie named Nini, a shitzu, I think. Here is a map showing the location of this hair salon.
Finally, B.O. drove me to the Hotel Ibis Monterrey Valle, where I checked in and got some rest.
Summary of trip to Monterrey, México, August 11-17, 2009
The morning of August 11, 2009, I went to Monterrey, the industrial city of México, to visit B.O. Monterrey is the capital city of the state of Nuevo León; since it is surrounded by dramatic hills and mountains, one of its nicknames is City of Mountains. Here is a map showing Nuevo León and Monterrey.
In México, men from Monterrey are known as regios; women, as regias. Regio is a contraction of regiomontano, where regio refers to “king” or rey, and montano refers to “mountain”, or monte; hence Monterrey. This discussion of regional stereotypes indicates that the regios are known in México as workaholics. Indeed, the slogan of the state of Nuevo León is “The State of Progress”; e.g., see this 2008 business report.
Here are some photos of Monterrey and surrounding areas.
Here’s a dramatic photo of Cerro de la Silla (which translates to “Saddle Hill”, according to Wikipedia), a prominent geologic feature visible in Monterrey. The Wikipedia entry says that the hill is actually in the adjacent city of Guadalupe. Still, Cerro de la Silla is considered the symbol of Monterrey.
Here’s a photo from the top of Cerro de la Silla (I didn’t take this photo).
Here’s a photo of B.O. with Cerro de la Silla in the background.
And here’s a photo of B.O. in Montreal, in 2006.
Below is a quick summary of my visit to Monterrey. I will go into more detail in a series of follow-up posts over the next few days; in the table below, each date is a hyperlink to my blog post for that day. I think I’ll do one post for each day.
Date | What Happened |
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August 11 | Took one hour to get out of the airport, I think largely because the airline had forgotten to bring immigration cards; lunch at QuitaKilos; went to the Iglesia de San José en Monterrey; went to a hair salon to get my hair cut, in preparation for the 8/15 wedding and reception; checked in to Hotel Ibis Monterrey Valle |
August 12 | Fruit smoothie breakfast at 24 Horas (natural, healthy fruits); stopped by the Laboratorios Moreira so that B.O. could get routine bloodwork done for her yearly medical checkup; visited N.V. to plan the 8/15 wedding and reception; changed dollars to pesos at Divisas San Jorge Casa de Cambio; went to Home Depot to buy blinds for B.O.’s room; visited B.O.’s sister A. to ask her husband A. to install the new blinds; lunch at Carl Jr.’s (it was crowded because people were watching the U.S. vs. México soccer game; México won, 2-1); went to Gandhi Bookstore, but forgot my backpack at Carl Jr.’s and had to walk back to retrieve it; dinner at the house of another of B.O.’s sisters, D., whose husband J.R. served up grilled vegetables and meats, including nopales |
August 13 | Had a light breakfast at Starbucks with B.O., her sister E., and her niece A.; then the four of us went to Bioparque Estrella; then we went to a “magic town” close to Monterrey, the Villa de Santiago (here’s a promotional video), where I tried a distinctly Mexican/Aztec food called escamoles (the restaurant itself was named Los Escamoles); later in the evening, attended a wine-tasting event at Buké Restaurant; afterwards, we went to an area named Chipinque, which is close to a mountain formation known as the “M”; then went to the Ice Bar |
August 14 | Checked out of Hotel Ibis, and for the rest of the trip I spent the nights at B.O.’s family’s house as their guest; B.O. and I split a sandwich from OXXO as a quick lunch on the road; went to the Museo de las Aves, in Coahuila state; visited B.O.’s friend V. in Saltillo; attended the weekly dinner of B.O.’s extended family (about 24 people present) |
August 15 | Visit to the tailor Don Alejo; shopping for fine clothing at La Argentina; lunch at Sanborn’s; B.O.’s nephew R. and his band played some music for us; then we attended the wedding of N.V. and R.C., followed by the reception |
August 16 | Went to Soriana to buy new rubber sandals, since I had lost mine somewhere along the way; went to the Termas de San Joaquín, snacking on tuna (the cactus fruit, not the fish) and sharing a sandwich from OXXO on the way; late lunch at the house of B.O.’s brother E., where he served us a gourmet Italian meal that he cooked himself; bought a tie at Scappino, in the Mall Valle Oriente; coffee at Sanborn’s; saw the new G.I. Joe movie in a very fancy theatre at V.I.P. Cinépolis; late meal at Super Salads |
August 17 | Split a sandwich at Starbucks with B.O.; then we visited the Sanctuario of Schoenstatt; then went to the airport to return to the U.S. |