Sunday in Monterrey

Sunday started off well. We planned on going to the local ward's sacrament meeting. We found out that the closest was just around the corner and began at 11:50am. Late enough to have a lazy Sunday morning. We took our time getting out of bed and having breakfast. Then we realized..."wow it is almost noon!". We hurried to finish getting ready (tempers flared a bit...not going to say who) and then went in the direction that the map on the church website directed us. We kept on walking and walking....walked some more...then some more...the street we were looking for never came. It was now 10 minutes past the start of sacrament (tempers flared a bit more)! We finally gave up on our quest to find the church building and went back to the hotel. I asked the hotel for a map of the immediate area and found out that the church thought address of the hotel was miles from where we actually were (looks like there is more than one street called Padre Mier in Monterrey)!

At this point we decided to change our pious desire to attend church to a carnal desire of breaking the Sabbath! ;-) No condemning please...we are on vacation!! We walked around downtown, through the Macroplaza where they sell just about everything. I think this was the highlight for Heather of the trip thus far! Heather bought a couple of trinkets for our daughters and then we went to look at some of the sights in downtown. Here is a picture of David next to the Neptune fountain. Notice his head is not tilted in the cool stance. This is one of the few pictures we were able to get him not to cock his head in an effort to look cool!

Later in the evening we really wanted to have an authentic Mexican experience for dinner and wanted to find a restaurant that had a Mariachi band. We took a cab to the restaurant at 7pm and found out that the band did not come out to play until 9pm. So we decided to go to the movies (yes, I know it is Sunday!). After the movie we went back to the restaurant at 9:30 starving and ready for dinner; however, the band still was not there...and the restaurant was practically empty. We sat down order some sodas, and I was so frustrated about the band that I convinced Heather and David to go to somewhere else (did not look like the band was coming out anytime soon).

By 10:30 at night we finally ended up eating. Heather and I felt like such horrible parents...it was 11pm on a Sunday night, after watching a movie, we had our 14 year old son at a club listening to a live pop band eating fajitas! Yes I know we are lousy parents! Live and learn!!