Coming home to Mexico

Coming home to Mexico

I just got back from a trip to Texas. It didn’t go quite as planned, at least not at first: my sister and her husband got sick right before we were to leave. As disappointed as we were, we luckily had enough friends in enough strategic places to make it work. The first couple of nights, we stayed with a couple of friends who’d just moved to Houston, where we always fly in. Walking around their cool apartment complex, my daughter quickly said, “C…