My dad came into town this week, and we celebrated a birthday. It was nice to spend such a special day with my dad.
| Isn't it kind of cool that they have a place like this in Tijuana? |
Good food is another. In Mexico, there is a strong tradition of food:
| The waiter actually mixes the dressing fresh for you at the table. |
And, we took in some live traditional music. This guy sang directly to my dad. It was special.
And we went to a birthday party with theme-colored Jello.
As midnight neared, I took the old man to the dog track for one final treat. Supposedly they were strapping monkeys to the backs of the dogs as they went around the track like tiny little jockeys. After a couple of races, I finally asked one of the employees about it, and he told me that those races had ended about 15 minutes before we got there.
It was the only sad part about the whole trip/birthday extravaganza.
As we left the race track that night, I knew that I had made this birthday special for him. It was like none other that he had celebrated before.
I am so glad that my dad had the chance to be with me, Lisa, and his grandchildren on that special day when we celebrated 201 years of Independence for the Nation of Mexico.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MEXICO!
I loved your blog Chris! Looks like you showed your dad a good time; just wish he could have experienced a genuine bull fight, like I did when I was there! Happy Birthday Ron!
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