Another adventure takes us away from the city and into caves- or the Grutas at Rancho Nuevo.
Stalactites drip from the ceiling onto stalagmites waiting on the floor. A cement path with unlabeled and random steps leads the explorer back to the end of the cave, where we find a forbidden step. We wanted to explore a little further, but we couldn't find the step that was forbidden. Not wanting Mexican police to pop out of the surrounding walls and cart us away to a Mexican jail for a night, we decided to end our adventure en grutas.
There were large trees, lots of grass, and a Pepsi sponsored tent covering a portable church, should you be suddenly striken with an awareness of your own mortality and need to petition the Lady of Guadelupe. There were swings made of metal that pinched your hands, corn on the cob, and a very, very large cement slide. The bottom of the slide was littered with plastic bottles and trash, which were used by the more daring to increase velocity while riding down cement slide. A child cracked his shin against the cement and started crying. Father took baby down the slide while worrying mother turning away with fear.
We ate corn-on-the-cob(elotes), took pictures with the trees, and frollicked in the fields of green mystery and magic. All in all, it was a successful adventure for Holly's birthday. Were I not crammed into the back of a Cambi with my head bumping against a metal bar for the duration of our trip home, I would have curled up in the back seat and slept like a child.
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