We just jumped right in today! Quite literally actually!
Since we got home so late and went to bed so late, we didn't make it to 9:00 church...oops! We woke got up around 10:30 and got showered and ready to go for the day. When we went downstairs Malena was watching the canonization of John XXIII and Paul II on TV. The whole process was really very interesting. We watched it as she heated up a few pre-made waffles for us. She says she wants to feed us food that we're use to at first and slowly ease us into the traditional food of Yucatan. So we ate our and she told us about her family and herself and her day to day things.
When we finished eating she asked us "ok, what do you want to do now?" I didn't know, I don't even know what there is to do here! We ended up going on a drive so we could see the city a little. First, she showed us where the bus stop is. Except it's not actually a bus stop. The bus happens to turn at that corner and we stand there and wave until the bus driver stops--I've learned that they don't always stop.
She took us by our school, which is beautiful, and then we headed to the beach.
Progreso is the beach of choice around here. It's white sand and clear water. Most high-middle class residents of Mérida have a house or condo in Progreso. We stopped quickly just to put our toes in the sand and in the warm water.
Malena has a condo at the beach that she rents out every once in awhile. Right now Jean is staying there. Jean is a super cute little leathery grandma from Toronto. She comes every year for 3 months to escape the Canadian winter...I would too. We talked awhile with her until Malena got a phone call from her sister in law inviting us to lunch.
We drove about 10 minutes to a little beach town called Chicxulub. The picture the the right is the driveway up to their beach house. We were practically in the middle of the jungle.
Right when we got there everyone greeted us like we were already part of their family. It was so nice to feel so welcomed by them. Each of them gave us a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. Malena's sister-in-law, her niece and her children, and the mother of the sister-in-law were all there. Even the 12 year old boy gave us a hug and a kiss on the cheek-without even being told by his mother; I was so impressed. We didn't even get to sit down before they asked us if we had brought our swim suits. Why would we have brought our swimsuits? We didn't even know where we were going when we left the house, let alone that we would be going on a parade of all of the family's beach houses. The sister-in-law offered hers to Rachel and she offered me the bathing suit of her mom--yes the great-grandma's bathing suit-and yes-it fit me perfect...real cool...I have the body of a great grandma!
As soon as we had changed into our suits they sent us off to the beach to find the kids.
It was like they were sending us off into someone's dream

We found the kids (Fernando-12, Mauricio-12, Sofia-9)and jumped right in the ocean. The water is a little merky right now because of the wind and rain that they've been having (they say that it's chocolatosa). So you can't see the bottom but I didn't even care because it's so warm. It's nothing like the ocean water in California. We introduced ourselves to the kids and asked them about school, and where they live, then they really opened up and just wouldn't stop talking...it was cute! I was talking to Sofia and all of the sudden a Wave runner comes out of nowhere and sprays me with water. I thought somebody poured a whole thing of salt straight in my mouth. The water here is SUPER salty. I'm pretty sure it's 1 part water and 2 parts salt. OK maybe not quite that bad, but it's pretty bad. The kid on the wave runner was their neighbor Mauricio. Rachel and I took turns getting on while this little 12 year old drove us around as fast as he could, trying to throw us off. Needless to say, it was pretty fun playing with the kids at the beach.

After about 2 hours of swimming, wave running, and searching the beach for shells, we were all out of energy and headed back to the house. They had made pork tacos and tacos de crema y rajas. They were both SO delicious. The second one was green peppers, and corn in a creamy sauce wrapped un in a mini corn tortilla...mmm it makes my mouth water just thinking about them.
We sat and talked and ate some flan and then we headed back home.
As soon as we got home we took a shower because we were super sticky from the salt water and the humidity and the sweat all mixing together. So we showered and laid down for awhile.
One interesting thing about México is that they eat a big lunch and then they have a small dinner between 8 and 10pm. So tonight we had potato salad and ate it with crackers. But this wasn't your average potato salad. It had chopped potatoes, carrots, tomatoes, peas, and chives. It was delicious and it was so refreshing to eat something cold since it's constantly blazing hot!
Before we went to sleep Rachel asked if we could pray together each night. I loved that she even though of it-it made me feel like a missionary again!