On my final full day, my father and I along with my Tia Irene and cousin went to Basilica de Guadalupe for mass by taxi. As I said earlier, it is the most visited Catholic Church in the world. So how do you give service to many people with a limited amount of space; you shorten the mass.
We walked in as a mass was about to finish and waited until we could find a seat for all of us, which was not easy. Once we were seated, mass pretty much began and it lasted about 30 minutes, about half the time you would get if you were to walk into a Sunday mass at your local Catholic Church. As soon as that finished, the new one began within minutes.
We took a taxi ride back and my dad and I walked around another flea market that closed down a street. There was nothing much happening there so we walked down and picked up the last item I was looking for, mazapans. It is a candy that is tightly packed peanut butter tasting powder.
For the rest of the day we stayed at my Tia Chuy’s house. More family came when another cousin of mine came by. I think it was good for my father to see plenty of family he doesn’t see on a regular basis around him for the past week. He and my aunts have had a good time catching up and remembering things.
I’ve had a good time talking to my cousins that I’ve never seen before. I also found out my Spanish wasn’t as bad as I thought it was. It’s not great, but it is enough for them. We’ve had a good time talking and they have done their best to understand me. It’s frustrating for me since I can understand them; I just have a hard time expressing myself.
It has been great for the past week; we’ve shared some good laughs and I can see that humor is not just an immediate family thing.
Tomorrow I say goodbye to my cousins, tias and my dad and fly home. One of my sisters will meet my father later this week and take him to Guadalajara to see more family.
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