Day 9
For the final day of our trip, we began with going to none other than our favorite farmers market in Las Cruces. As we strolled through the endless streets of tents and performers, I couldn’t help but to feel sentimental. It has only been a week since we came, but it feels like we have lived a lifetime. This time, greeting the same lady that sold us hot sauce and watching that upbeat violinist jump around again, the exploratory feeling was replaced with a feeling of familiarity, like we now know our way around town. After returning from the farmers market, we cleaned up the house and welcomed Carmen, who led us in preparing gorditas for lunch, a traditional Mexican dish. We diced tomatoes, skinned potatoes, and made tortillas all while enjoying everyone's new favorite music: Cumbia. It was so good, we could not resist getting up and having a Cumbia dance party. Marta and Andres taught us the stepping patterns, and even Carmen stopped cooking to come join us. Finally, after finishin...