Family – no explanation needed. Friends, there was a kid who moved to Arizona from Virginia when I was in 5th grade, and anything that wasn’t just to his liking would receive his official commentary of, “That’s not the way we did it in Virginia.” The phrase became a family joke, and now it’s quite convenient for anything that’s just not your favorite. I had heard that there was a woman the nearby city of Tepotzlan who makes tlacoyos, a yummy indigenous fried pocket of goodness. Ale and I would go lots of Saturdays in Guanajuato when I lived there, so I figured it’d be fun to go together when she came to visit.
Sadly, however, the version in Tepotzlan was not nearly as good as its northern counterpart. We did get to see some pretty cool things, though –
murals made of beans and seeds, a rugged landscape, and a tiny but wonderful museum of various carved artifacts found
at the pyramid close by. We went on the day of their weekly market, when the vendors were plentiful and the wears were their own sight to be seen.
Sadly, however, the version in Tepotzlan was not nearly as good as its northern counterpart. We did get to see some pretty cool things, though – 
murals made of beans and seeds, a rugged landscape, and a tiny but wonderful museum of various carved artifacts found 
at the pyramid close by. We went on the day of their weekly market, when the vendors were plentiful and the wears were their own sight to be seen. 
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Did you buy one of those watermelons? C'mon, it was only a quarter of a gigantic watermelon!
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