<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:44:05.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin' the Dream</title><subtitle type='html'>. . . and La Vida Loca</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-5951973351696651885</id><published>2009-06-09T11:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:26:31.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Phat W</title><content type='html'>Yup, that is right.  Two weekends ago it was a Big Phat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DNF&lt;/span&gt;.  This past weekend, it was a Big Phat W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6MXx52aXI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Nr4EIhPEeAw/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6MXx52aXI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Nr4EIhPEeAw/s400/IMG_0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345364147896215922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course its easy to get a Big Phat W when the competition doesn't show up!  All I had to do was finish the race, which I did at a very mellow pace while practicing my climbing and descending skills on the more technical parts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-5951973351696651885?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/5951973351696651885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=5951973351696651885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5951973351696651885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5951973351696651885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-phat-w.html' title='A Big Phat W'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6MXx52aXI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Nr4EIhPEeAw/s72-c/IMG_0389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2816517273561007202</id><published>2009-06-09T11:05:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:20:12.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajusco with Friends</title><content type='html'>Almost every weekend I drive about 30 minutes outside the city to go mountain biking with my friend Lenny and Endo at a park on the mountain Ajusco called Las Llantas (or San Nicolas).  However, the majority of my friends have never been there.  So this past weekend I took Barby and Daniel to Las Llantas and we hiked up to the Virgen where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JBnzq77I/AAAAAAAAB1E/PY7w9XaTWTM/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JBnzq77I/AAAAAAAAB1E/PY7w9XaTWTM/s400/IMG_0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345360468693938098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there is an incredible view of the city.  It happened to be a very clear day but as Barby looks out over the city she just can't exactly get her head around the craziness she lives in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JGQvX1rI/AAAAAAAAB1M/4S3EMnLZLtk/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JGQvX1rI/AAAAAAAAB1M/4S3EMnLZLtk/s400/IMG_0372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345360548401239730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They recently constructed this new building, which I believe will be bathrooms.  Its pretty darn cool but the coolest part is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JLpmyRCI/AAAAAAAAB1U/AWH4hiSkQ_U/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JLpmyRCI/AAAAAAAAB1U/AWH4hiSkQ_U/s400/IMG_0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345360640975455266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the solar panels on the roof.  I am a sucker for any building that uses alternative energy, especially wind and solar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6Jnd3dkcI/AAAAAAAAB1k/wQwPdkWxPnk/s1600-h/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6Jnd3dkcI/AAAAAAAAB1k/wQwPdkWxPnk/s400/IMG_0373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345361118860513730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also constructed a watch tower.  Here is Daniel on the observing platform with El Pico de la Aguila of Ajusco behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JRlnTtYI/AAAAAAAAB1c/cULBwuAVXBw/s1600-h/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JRlnTtYI/AAAAAAAAB1c/cULBwuAVXBw/s400/IMG_0379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345360742983120258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, what would an outdoor adventure be without a picture of Endo and I?  Here we are looking up at Daniel and Barby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2816517273561007202?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2816517273561007202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2816517273561007202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2816517273561007202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2816517273561007202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/06/ajusco-with-friends.html' title='Ajusco with Friends'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Si6JBnzq77I/AAAAAAAAB1E/PY7w9XaTWTM/s72-c/IMG_0364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6910159878750145215</id><published>2009-06-02T19:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:23:45.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Phat DNF</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday was yet another mountain bike race.  It was a sweet course and reminded me a lot of riding the Ned trails.  But I just didn't have it in me.  My lower back was killing me, it was pouring rain, and I am a whimp.  So I pulled out after 2 of 3 laps.  Oh well, you win some, you lose some and you don't finish others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SiXBSBJaQDI/AAAAAAAAB08/wJfwdLFIFws/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SiXBSBJaQDI/AAAAAAAAB08/wJfwdLFIFws/s400/IMG_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342889048234672178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I did sport my new socks Micki gave me while she was visiting me from Boulder.  I was representin' big time!  There is another race this Sunday.  I hope my back is feeling better and my whimpiness is gone cause La Campeona de la Montaña, DF is on the line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6910159878750145215?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6910159878750145215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6910159878750145215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6910159878750145215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6910159878750145215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-phat-dnf.html' title='A Big Phat DNF'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SiXBSBJaQDI/AAAAAAAAB08/wJfwdLFIFws/s72-c/IMG_0356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-5927551333163246792</id><published>2009-05-27T16:24:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:40:51.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK</title><content type='html'>Sorry blog readers that I haven't posted in a while.  But here is the update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 5th I accepted a position in Washington D.C. working with the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency (EPA).   Specifically, I will be working in the Office of Research and Development's &lt;a href="http://es.epa.gov/ncer/"&gt;National Center for Environmental Research&lt;/a&gt; where I will be working on global climate change and air quality issues.  I will be moving to D.C. in mid-August and my job starts in the beginning of September.  I am super excited about my new job but I will be extremely sad to leave Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recently took a quick trip back to Colorado because my dad turned 60 on May 14th and we celebrated with a nice dinner of family and friends at 4580.   However you would never know he was 60 based on the pics below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sh20cAbNBaI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/eNQOelmCeGA/s1600-h/DSCN1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sh20cAbNBaI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/eNQOelmCeGA/s400/DSCN1837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340623126374712738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, he still acts like he is twelve hiding behind trees in the forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sh20lu035dI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/VLlFC9pfmj8/s1600-h/DSCN1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sh20lu035dI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/VLlFC9pfmj8/s400/DSCN1934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340623293449233874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and riding away from me on long bike rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sh2z4ZIGilI/AAAAAAAAB0I/mDnLpz7AuyU/s1600-h/DSC_1969_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sh2z4ZIGilI/AAAAAAAAB0I/mDnLpz7AuyU/s400/DSC_1969_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340622514530191954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While home I also got to meet Hudson John Agnew who was born on May 8th.  Congratulation to Annie and Kristian.  He's a beautiful baby.  For those of you that don't know, Annie has been my best friend since . . . well since she was born and came home from the hospital where I was patiently awaiting her arrival.  So, although not technically, Hudson is like my first nephew and I am super excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am just back to normal life in Mexico City.  I'll try to update more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-5927551333163246792?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/5927551333163246792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=5927551333163246792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5927551333163246792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5927551333163246792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sh20cAbNBaI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/eNQOelmCeGA/s72-c/DSCN1837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6745771260067359391</id><published>2009-05-05T10:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:49:40.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>As all my fellow blog readers probably know, Mexico City has been shut down for over a week do to, in my opinion, an over reaction to the swine flu.  Since there is absolutely NOTHING to do in Mexico City, I persuaded 5 of my friends that we should get out of town and head to the beaches of Veracruz state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBX9RVrF-I/AAAAAAAAByI/nhAkbJJZqWY/s1600-h/IMG_0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBX9RVrF-I/AAAAAAAAByI/nhAkbJJZqWY/s400/IMG_0253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332358668944611298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we packed up the cars with camping gear and the dogs (Nacho and Endo) and drove 5 hours to the coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBZ7E9gnwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/xtXDnwKmP4g/s1600-h/IMG_0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBZ7E9gnwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/xtXDnwKmP4g/s400/IMG_0261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332360830285553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The destination, La Costa Esmeralda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBaPWRDqrI/AAAAAAAAByY/_E_61WeAOSw/s1600-h/IMG_0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBaPWRDqrI/AAAAAAAAByY/_E_61WeAOSw/s400/IMG_0266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332361178528328370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More specifically, the small beach town Las Casitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBah-HRHtI/AAAAAAAAByg/rXH7ITDBb5A/s1600-h/IMG_0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBah-HRHtI/AAAAAAAAByg/rXH7ITDBb5A/s400/IMG_0279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332361498462330578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was Endo's first time to the ocean.  He loves water and ran down to the beach as soon as the car was parked.  Then he started to drink the water, which he didn't like at all.  He was a little confused by the salt water but would still join me in the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBd1Ku_TiI/AAAAAAAAByo/UbM-D_tAOQo/s1600-h/IMG_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBd1Ku_TiI/AAAAAAAAByo/UbM-D_tAOQo/s400/IMG_0343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332365126802558498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way back to the non-flu infested city, we stopped by Tajin, which supposedly has beautiful ruins.  However, due to the stupid flu craze, even all open air archaeological ruins are closed.  But we took a picture at the entrance anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBeYo_S_RI/AAAAAAAAByw/ObvZF1A1OUU/s1600-h/image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBeYo_S_RI/AAAAAAAAByw/ObvZF1A1OUU/s400/image001.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332365736219442450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In addition to the influenza scare, last week there was a small earthquake in Mexico City (5.7).  The above cartoon depicts exactly the reactions of the event.  However, I didn't feel the earthquake and I've always wanted to feel the earth tremble.  But my neighbors felt it and were yelling my name.  So I went to the window on the top floor to see what they wanted . . . uh, I think that is exactly what you are not supposed to do during an earthquake, hahaha.  But by the time I got to the window the earthquake was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things should start getting back to normal in this city starting tomorrow.  Mexico will suffer from the influenza for years to come economically.  It makes me sad because its the last thing this country needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6745771260067359391?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6745771260067359391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6745771260067359391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6745771260067359391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6745771260067359391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SgBX9RVrF-I/AAAAAAAAByI/nhAkbJJZqWY/s72-c/IMG_0253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8717860947686250132</id><published>2009-04-26T19:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:37:19.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Day in DC</title><content type='html'>I decided to unwind from a week of 12 interviews and dressing fancy everyday (suit required) and stroll around DC to see the sites on a beautiful spring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT8MR3674I/AAAAAAAAByA/OJd9bJdpSyo/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT8MR3674I/AAAAAAAAByA/OJd9bJdpSyo/s400/IMG_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329161546972721026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I passed by the White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT8AnA4ncI/AAAAAAAABx4/zdu01onM_KQ/s1600-h/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT8AnA4ncI/AAAAAAAABx4/zdu01onM_KQ/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329161346489032130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before heading to see The Washington Monument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT71CkfkEI/AAAAAAAABxw/EM1U-xxGRuI/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT71CkfkEI/AAAAAAAABxw/EM1U-xxGRuI/s400/IMG_0237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329161147727712322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and finally The U.S. Capitol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT7rCPvQAI/AAAAAAAABxo/mZNEhg0FYvM/s1600-h/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT7rCPvQAI/AAAAAAAABxo/mZNEhg0FYvM/s400/IMG_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329160975841968130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was cruising along The National Mall, I ran into Molly and Paul.  My mom and dad happened to be in DC while I was there and I was able to enjoy a few good dinners with them.  My parents are living up the retired life by traveling lots and bringing their nifty fold up bikes with them everywhere they go.  Its pretty darn cool 'cause if I were retired, I would be doing exactly what they are doing.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, maybe I should retire early and join them on their adventures . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8717860947686250132?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8717860947686250132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8717860947686250132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8717860947686250132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8717860947686250132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-last-day-in-dc.html' title='My Last Day in DC'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SfT8MR3674I/AAAAAAAAByA/OJd9bJdpSyo/s72-c/IMG_0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1481966763659394309</id><published>2009-04-20T17:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:18:45.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La Casa de Melamed Hace 3 Días</title><content type='html'>Para mis amigos mexicanos . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sez0doze7uI/AAAAAAAABxY/1SA24IYJ4As/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sez0doze7uI/AAAAAAAABxY/1SA24IYJ4As/s400/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326901249279192802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Una foto de la casa de mis papis hace 3 días!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1481966763659394309?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1481966763659394309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1481966763659394309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1481966763659394309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1481966763659394309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-casa-de-melamed-hace-3-dias.html' title='La Casa de Melamed Hace 3 Días'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sez0doze7uI/AAAAAAAABxY/1SA24IYJ4As/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-5365405458733389652</id><published>2009-04-19T21:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:14:28.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Coma!!!</title><content type='html'>I am back in D.C. for a week of interviews with various government agencies (NOAA, NSF, EPA, DOE, etc.) and my first stop was . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SevdeVl0JcI/AAAAAAAABxQ/gmICaaFfSrI/s1600-h/pstreet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SevdeVl0JcI/AAAAAAAABxQ/gmICaaFfSrI/s400/pstreet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326594497557308866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whole Foods on P St.  It turns out that although I love Mexican food and enjoy all the fresh veggies and fruits there, Mexico just doesn't have the large variety of international cuisine that the US has, which is exemplified by Whole Foods.  So I filled a salad bar carton with all these yummy things I haven't eaten in a really long time. My eyes were definitely bigger than my tummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-5365405458733389652?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/5365405458733389652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=5365405458733389652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5365405458733389652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5365405458733389652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-coma.html' title='Food Coma!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SevdeVl0JcI/AAAAAAAABxQ/gmICaaFfSrI/s72-c/pstreet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-9058978285265372236</id><published>2009-04-06T14:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:56:35.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Church Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sdpd9qI39GI/AAAAAAAABwM/Chq0z7fgyM8/s1600-h/IMG_0198.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sdpd9qI39GI/AAAAAAAABwM/Chq0z7fgyM8/s400/IMG_0198.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321669223556576354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday, Wolfgang and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sarai&lt;/span&gt; had their church wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SdpeCLALS1I/AAAAAAAABwU/QtHxS4NrzYI/s1600-h/Reception+-+Mariachis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SdpeCLALS1I/AAAAAAAABwU/QtHxS4NrzYI/s400/Reception+-+Mariachis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321669301097941842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The party afterwards featured Mariachis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-9058978285265372236?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/9058978285265372236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=9058978285265372236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/9058978285265372236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/9058978285265372236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/04/church-wedding.html' title='The Church Wedding'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/Sdpd9qI39GI/AAAAAAAABwM/Chq0z7fgyM8/s72-c/IMG_0198.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7477018785266185730</id><published>2009-03-31T18:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:31:43.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finishing the Race</title><content type='html'>My friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mariely&lt;/span&gt;, who is recovering from surgery on a completely torn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Achilles&lt;/span&gt; tendon, took this video of me finishing the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b12f6a2b824da9b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b12f6a2b824da9b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332768886%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D58B9D95BC05BFC1F8FA535E809E5612F0993F354.1C40683E3FCB5021BB77ADF83CCFB6EC3EB2AA30%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b12f6a2b824da9b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsaaupYdi85qvEo-acwUf1DOmuGk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b12f6a2b824da9b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332768886%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D58B9D95BC05BFC1F8FA535E809E5612F0993F354.1C40683E3FCB5021BB77ADF83CCFB6EC3EB2AA30%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b12f6a2b824da9b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsaaupYdi85qvEo-acwUf1DOmuGk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7477018785266185730?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6b12f6a2b824da9b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7477018785266185730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7477018785266185730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7477018785266185730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7477018785266185730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/03/finishing-race.html' title='Finishing the Race'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6458840258243373740</id><published>2009-03-30T12:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:46:07.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La Segunda Fecha del Campeonato XC DF, Chiluca</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the second race in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DF&lt;/span&gt; mountain bike race series.  After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-riding the course the day before, I knew it would be a tough race.  The climb was 3km long and extremely difficult followed by a 1km decent that was ridiculous and the 5.5km loop finished with a fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rolly&lt;/span&gt; single track section.  The races here start at noon and yesterday was HOT (low 80's).  Three times up that climb about killed me, especially when I became extremely dehydrated and my bottle was empty.  The climb had these steep short sections and I was mentally able to ride them when I focused on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TTT&lt;/span&gt; practices way back when on the CU Cycling team.  The hardest part about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TTT&lt;/span&gt; is after you have done your turn pulling, you have to "get back on."  So, on these sections I would just yell at myself to get back on.  The results you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SdESCGKTcOI/AAAAAAAABv8/N4ooSaXEHLs/s1600-h/IMG_0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SdESCGKTcOI/AAAAAAAABv8/N4ooSaXEHLs/s400/IMG_0185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319052462124134626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I am continuing to do a great job of defending my jersey.  But Ari, the 16 year old who got second, made me work for my win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SdER9QBNKjI/AAAAAAAABv0/WIdKS39u6OI/s1600-h/IMG_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SdER9QBNKjI/AAAAAAAABv0/WIdKS39u6OI/s400/IMG_0173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319052378870983218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also got a special number for my bike for the races because I am the defending champion.  I am just glad that if you win your category they don't make you upgrade because the women in the next category race the world cup and stuff.  I don't think I would stand a chance against them riding just once a week for training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6458840258243373740?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6458840258243373740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6458840258243373740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6458840258243373740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6458840258243373740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-segunda-fecha-del-campeonato-xc-df.html' title='La Segunda Fecha del Campeonato XC DF, Chiluca'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SdESCGKTcOI/AAAAAAAABv8/N4ooSaXEHLs/s72-c/IMG_0185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8296819169783809333</id><published>2009-03-30T12:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:29:32.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Do?</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, Lenny and I were on our way to pre-ride the course for the second race in the DF mountain bike series when the police motioned for me to pull over.  I knew the only reason that they were pulling me over was because my car has Colorado plates on it and I am a gringa.  In any case, they started to give me a hard time because the date on my importation document is expired even though that date means nothing as long as my visa is valid.  Like most encounters I have had with the police, I am more familiar with the laws than they are.  I showed them copies of my visa and that it is still valid and told them the federal law states my car can circulate anywhere in Mexico as long as my visa is valid.  They then tried to pull the classic Mexican police move and told me, "well, in the state of Mexico that is not the case."  I then said, "fine, lets go to the local police station so I can talk with your boss and explain to him the law."  Lets just say they didn't like that idea.  I of course knew what they were after, a bribe.  But I hadn't done anything wrong.  The police then offered to call someone who would give them a "code" that would allow me to circulate in the state of Mexico for the day, but that it would cost me 300 pesos.  I asked them if I could speak with the person that would give them the code, they said no.  My choices were I could pay them 300 pesos, which I knew they would just pocket, and get on with my day or I could spend the next hour or more arguing with them.  I was leaning towards the later but Lenny has a young daughter and had to get back home as soon as possible for farther duty.  So, the police wrote a silly code on a piece of paper and took my 300 pesos. The code said X Plata Total 28/3/2009.  I believe it essentially meant that if another policeman pulled me over in the state of Mexico that I could show them the code and they would let me go because I had already paid my bribe for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things really upset me about the incident:&lt;br /&gt;1) It was racial profiling.  They wanted money and they knew they could get it from a gringo even though I had done nothing wrong.  I would argue it is no different than racial profiling similar to what happens in the US with the Mexicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  I love Mexico but I get so frustrated by the corruption here.  I wanted to fight with the police until the end because I knew I was right.  But does that bring about change and as a foreigner is it my place to try to change things?  After all, the monthly salary for police is ~5,000 pesos or $350.  No wonder they are corrupt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8296819169783809333?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8296819169783809333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8296819169783809333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8296819169783809333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8296819169783809333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-would-you-do.html' title='What Would You Do?'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1976396231176655917</id><published>2009-03-24T10:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:43:35.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico and the War on Drugs</title><content type='html'>I am sure many of you have been hearing about Mexico and its war on drugs.  Some of you have even expressed concern for my safety.  The truth is, the majority of people living in Mexico are not affected by the violence being reported in the press.  In addition, I think Mexico is receiving a very bad reputation for a problem whose roots are in fact in the US.  The editor of a great magazine called Letras Libres (its the Mexican version of The New Yorker I think) wrote an &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/24/opinion/24krauze.html?em"&gt;editorial&lt;/a&gt; about Mexico and its current state of affairs.  I think you should all read it, especially the second to last paragraph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1976396231176655917?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1976396231176655917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1976396231176655917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1976396231176655917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1976396231176655917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/03/mexico-and-war-on-drugs.html' title='Mexico and the War on Drugs'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8115059809914801198</id><published>2009-03-22T18:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:09:54.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh O Spaghetti O</title><content type='html'>Look what happened to my brand new tubeless tire today : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScbTL0llhNI/AAAAAAAABvs/DFqh3D8rLxk/s1600-h/IMG_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScbTL0llhNI/AAAAAAAABvs/DFqh3D8rLxk/s400/IMG_0171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316168610205762770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like my tubeless tire will have to become a tube tire because tubeless tires are super expensive here.  Now say that 10 times fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8115059809914801198?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8115059809914801198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8115059809914801198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8115059809914801198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8115059809914801198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/03/uh-o-spaghetti-o.html' title='Uh O Spaghetti O'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScbTL0llhNI/AAAAAAAABvs/DFqh3D8rLxk/s72-c/IMG_0171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-9037373691944044678</id><published>2009-03-19T10:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:13:54.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to Celebrate</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday evening we celebrated Wolfgang's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJtzPGA5tI/AAAAAAAABvA/QQDoU8_f1zo/s1600-h/IMG_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJtzPGA5tI/AAAAAAAABvA/QQDoU8_f1zo/s400/IMG_0156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314931237243119314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The following morning, Wolfgang signed on the dotted line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJuJdYREDI/AAAAAAAABvQ/gZnozJ9zvL4/s1600-h/IMG_0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJuJdYREDI/AAAAAAAABvQ/gZnozJ9zvL4/s400/IMG_0161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314931619034894386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then Sarai signed on the dotted line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJt7hVQAYI/AAAAAAAABvI/6M0VBwwLjMA/s1600-h/IMG_0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJt7hVQAYI/AAAAAAAABvI/6M0VBwwLjMA/s400/IMG_0160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314931379577815426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then they were pronounced husband and wife. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJuUO-VFMI/AAAAAAAABvY/Emg0k55PcY4/s1600-h/IMG_0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJuUO-VFMI/AAAAAAAABvY/Emg0k55PcY4/s400/IMG_0167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314931804146570434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although the civil marriage is official, the real wedding is on April 4th.  Good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-9037373691944044678?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/9037373691944044678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=9037373691944044678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/9037373691944044678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/9037373691944044678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/03/lots-to-celebrate.html' title='Lots to Celebrate'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJtzPGA5tI/AAAAAAAABvA/QQDoU8_f1zo/s72-c/IMG_0156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-3316543933258890245</id><published>2009-03-19T09:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:04:18.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vuelta a México</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.vueltamexico-telmex.com.mx"&gt;Vuelta México&lt;/a&gt; finished in Mexico City on Sunday March 8th.  I went to watch of course!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJpDqpHC7I/AAAAAAAABuo/SOLB-auSg9o/s1600-h/IMG_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJpDqpHC7I/AAAAAAAABuo/SOLB-auSg9o/s400/IMG_0136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314926021957847986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The race started and finished right in front of the Angél de la Independencia.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJpTMgy6rI/AAAAAAAABu4/MqbFHQnC3sw/s1600-h/IMG_0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJpTMgy6rI/AAAAAAAABu4/MqbFHQnC3sw/s400/IMG_0143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314926288747817650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The race was a 6.4km circuit along Reforma, one of the most well known avenues in Mexico because it connects the center of Mexico City with Chapultepec Park.  There is a lot of history along Reforma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJpK1g7GwI/AAAAAAAABuw/SwDHQg-m-7M/s1600-h/IMG_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJpK1g7GwI/AAAAAAAABuw/SwDHQg-m-7M/s400/IMG_0138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314926145135385346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also got to see some friends from Boulder, Chris Baldwin and Ian MacGregor (not pictured, but check out his &lt;a href="http://justgoharder.com"&gt;web page&lt;/a&gt;).  It was nice to see familiar faces in Mexico City, especially those from the cycling community.&lt;a href="http://justgoharder.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-3316543933258890245?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/3316543933258890245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=3316543933258890245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3316543933258890245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3316543933258890245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/03/vuelta-mexico.html' title='Vuelta a México'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/ScJpDqpHC7I/AAAAAAAABuo/SOLB-auSg9o/s72-c/IMG_0136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6715578048631261559</id><published>2009-03-11T09:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:08:07.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SbfTwK74OZI/AAAAAAAABuE/aGzLAxtL4O8/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SbfTwK74OZI/AAAAAAAABuE/aGzLAxtL4O8/s400/IMG_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311947110029474194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its me in D.C. in front of the White House wearing a suit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6715578048631261559?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6715578048631261559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6715578048631261559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6715578048631261559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6715578048631261559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-is-that_11.html' title='Who Is That?'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SbfTwK74OZI/AAAAAAAABuE/aGzLAxtL4O8/s72-c/IMG_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-3768221692830730657</id><published>2009-02-22T15:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:25:47.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Furniture</title><content type='html'>I have recently acquired some new furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaHCAUZNVsI/AAAAAAAABtM/okXn8oYPhz0/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaHCAUZNVsI/AAAAAAAABtM/okXn8oYPhz0/s400/IMG_0126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305735146749384386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bookcase made of individual cubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaHCOzzAwDI/AAAAAAAABtU/RIcrR9ZTRhY/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaHCOzzAwDI/AAAAAAAABtU/RIcrR9ZTRhY/s400/IMG_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305735395697279026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sideboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaHCmVelRTI/AAAAAAAABtc/yXeEZLb0Sho/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaHCmVelRTI/AAAAAAAABtc/yXeEZLb0Sho/s400/IMG_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305735799875388722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a sidetable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-3768221692830730657?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/3768221692830730657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=3768221692830730657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3768221692830730657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3768221692830730657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-furniture.html' title='New Furniture'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaHCAUZNVsI/AAAAAAAABtM/okXn8oYPhz0/s72-c/IMG_0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1617460760252734451</id><published>2009-02-22T15:07:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:18:26.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Centro Historico with the Parents</title><content type='html'>My parents and I went for a quick walking tour of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Centro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Historico&lt;/span&gt; a couple Fridays ago (yeah, I am way behind with my blogging).  Our first stop was to go up the Torre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Latinoamerica&lt;/span&gt;, one of the tallest buildings in Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaG_XCDANQI/AAAAAAAABs8/1PLRkTm3myU/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaG_XCDANQI/AAAAAAAABs8/1PLRkTm3myU/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305732238426518786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the top you get a good view of the the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Palacio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nacional&lt;/span&gt; and the Cathedral bordering the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zocalo&lt;/span&gt; and . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaG_Hotu8QI/AAAAAAAABs0/e_6xUX0EtAU/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaG_Hotu8QI/AAAAAAAABs0/e_6xUX0EtAU/s400/IMG_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305731973928382722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Palacio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bellas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Artes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaG_mwX7MtI/AAAAAAAABtE/VFSRi5hfR_8/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaG_mwX7MtI/AAAAAAAABtE/VFSRi5hfR_8/s400/IMG_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305732508560339666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also went to one of the coolest buildings in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Centro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Historico&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Palacio&lt;/span&gt; Postal or the main post office.  Its an incredible building.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1617460760252734451?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1617460760252734451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1617460760252734451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1617460760252734451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1617460760252734451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/02/centro-historico-with-parents.html' title='Centro Historico with the Parents'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SaG_XCDANQI/AAAAAAAABs8/1PLRkTm3myU/s72-c/IMG_0113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7628087670479523627</id><published>2009-02-16T10:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:39:55.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Race Season Has Started!!!</title><content type='html'>The '09 mountain bike race season in Mexico City began yesterday with a great course on familiar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;terrain&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Llantas&lt;/span&gt;, where I go mountain biking every Sunday.  The pressure to defend my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Feminil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Experta&lt;/span&gt; championship jersey from last year's mountain bike season was almost too much to handle (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;).  So, I tired to my hardest to show up to the race Erin Huck/Megan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Melamed&lt;/span&gt; style, which means getting to the start line just in time with no warm up.  Problem here is that nothing starts on time so I had more than enough time to sit around and wait for the start.  Normally the race has between 1 to 3 women in my category.  But yesterday, there were 5 women!!!  The outcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZmWNTvDXRI/AAAAAAAABr0/HEkdoRkYz80/s1600-h/n749438625_2051863_8477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZmWNTvDXRI/AAAAAAAABr0/HEkdoRkYz80/s400/n749438625_2051863_8477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303435191585561874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, that is me in first place.  One race down and about 7 more to go in order to defend my title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZmWqd5EbFI/AAAAAAAABr8/hZxXecX5x3g/s1600-h/n749438625_2051864_8748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZmWqd5EbFI/AAAAAAAABr8/hZxXecX5x3g/s400/n749438625_2051864_8748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303435692528135250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But really, the best part of racing is the friends I have made.  These women have been super nice to me and I love being part of the racing scene here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7628087670479523627?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7628087670479523627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7628087670479523627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7628087670479523627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7628087670479523627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/02/race-season-has-started.html' title='The Race Season Has Started!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZmWNTvDXRI/AAAAAAAABr0/HEkdoRkYz80/s72-c/n749438625_2051863_8477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8652881550170901750</id><published>2009-02-12T19:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:12:54.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rents are in the House</title><content type='html'>My parents are here for a brief visit on their way to do a cycling trip in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chiapas&lt;/span&gt;, Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZTIRQl9qTI/AAAAAAAABrk/1wsLeHm0NGM/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZTIRQl9qTI/AAAAAAAABrk/1wsLeHm0NGM/s400/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302082860159445298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Frida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kahlo&lt;/span&gt; Museum.  A short walk from my house and a must see if visiting Mexico City.  It is the house that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Frida&lt;/span&gt; grew up in, lived in with Diego Rivera, and eventually died in.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Frida&lt;/span&gt; and Diego are two very fascinating figures of Mexican history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZTI5ueHZyI/AAAAAAAABrs/wf0-WskUZrg/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZTI5ueHZyI/AAAAAAAABrs/wf0-WskUZrg/s400/IMG_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302083555374360354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A castle and flowers on our walk home from the center of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8652881550170901750?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8652881550170901750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8652881550170901750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8652881550170901750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8652881550170901750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/02/rents-are-in-house.html' title='The Rents are in the House'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SZTIRQl9qTI/AAAAAAAABrk/1wsLeHm0NGM/s72-c/IMG_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6075442553273699321</id><published>2009-02-05T10:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:13:54.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie's Visit</title><content type='html'>My very good friend Katie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moulton&lt;/span&gt; came to visit me and here are some pics from our adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsa5vhh25I/AAAAAAAABqw/lmc1LET-pTM/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsa5vhh25I/AAAAAAAABqw/lmc1LET-pTM/s400/IMG_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299358965843483538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Angel of Independence on the street &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Reforma&lt;/span&gt; in downtown Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsbExGexsI/AAAAAAAABq4/1Q741qYTbCk/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsbExGexsI/AAAAAAAABq4/1Q741qYTbCk/s400/IMG_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299359155245467330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a day trip to this lovely town called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tepoztlan&lt;/span&gt;.  I went here several times WAY back in 1996 when I was studying abroad in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cuernavava&lt;/span&gt;, Mexico.  It was nice to see that the town hasn't changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsbXPPo2yI/AAAAAAAABrA/PtU863LKCY0/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsbXPPo2yI/AAAAAAAABrA/PtU863LKCY0/s400/IMG_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299359472574585634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main reason to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tepoztlan&lt;/span&gt; is to hike up to the pyramid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tepozteco&lt;/span&gt; and enjoy the great views of the valley below.  The hike is rather beautiful, similar to climbing the top part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sanitas&lt;/span&gt; in Boulder.  Only here in Mexico everyone is climbing up to the pyramid whether thy are 80 years old or teenagers in high heels.  Its a great hike to do a lot of people watching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsbq_wGPRI/AAAAAAAABrI/Fmjf8zwe05I/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsbq_wGPRI/AAAAAAAABrI/Fmjf8zwe05I/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299359812013145362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tepoztlan&lt;/span&gt; is a beautiful town with cobbled streets and old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;catherdrals&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsb5KvgtfI/AAAAAAAABrQ/l3nUfM_386E/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsb5KvgtfI/AAAAAAAABrQ/l3nUfM_386E/s400/IMG_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299360055481644530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tepoztlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYscCUBP8FI/AAAAAAAABrY/bdfHRsqZLtw/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYscCUBP8FI/AAAAAAAABrY/bdfHRsqZLtw/s400/IMG_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299360212590784594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way back to Mexico City we saw this great disco billboard.  Not really sure what it is for but we got in a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6075442553273699321?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6075442553273699321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6075442553273699321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6075442553273699321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6075442553273699321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/02/katies-visit.html' title='Katie&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYsa5vhh25I/AAAAAAAABqw/lmc1LET-pTM/s72-c/IMG_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4008130168106954213</id><published>2009-01-28T08:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:07:33.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>King Endo</title><content type='html'>Endo got a handmade stand for his dog bowls yesterday.  One of the best things about Mexico is that you can get anything you want custom made for cheap.  Although I think I got the "gringo" price on Endo's dog bowls stand.  Oh well, it was still cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYBmTSyAsXI/AAAAAAAABqo/WIyrnwLun_8/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYBmTSyAsXI/AAAAAAAABqo/WIyrnwLun_8/s400/IMG_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296345643432849778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4008130168106954213?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4008130168106954213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4008130168106954213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4008130168106954213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4008130168106954213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/01/king-endo.html' title='King Endo'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SYBmTSyAsXI/AAAAAAAABqo/WIyrnwLun_8/s72-c/IMG_0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7298648917687856862</id><published>2009-01-24T17:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:25:06.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day!</title><content type='html'>You know those days when you wake up and look outside and everything just seems perfect?  Well today was one of those days and I took advantage of the it by mountain biking with my friend Lenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SXuiyW4jahI/AAAAAAAABqg/u7EiiP3FLYg/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SXuiyW4jahI/AAAAAAAABqg/u7EiiP3FLYg/s400/IMG_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295004772924090898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On these wonderfully beautiful days here in Mexico City you can see the volcanoes that border the Mexico City valley to the southeast.  Here I am with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Iztaccíhuatl&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ixta&lt;/span&gt;) on my right and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Popocatépetl&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt;) on my left.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt; is active and if you click on the image and look closely at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt; you can see it smoking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7298648917687856862?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7298648917687856862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7298648917687856862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7298648917687856862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7298648917687856862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day.html' title='What a Day!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SXuiyW4jahI/AAAAAAAABqg/u7EiiP3FLYg/s72-c/IMG_0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-9080938207126681854</id><published>2009-01-11T12:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T12:22:00.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait, this isn't Mexico City</title><content type='html'>On Thursday I flew from Mexico City to Boston to give a seminar at Harvard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWo3XusZ4hI/AAAAAAAABpc/eNWKjLBd2hE/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWo3XusZ4hI/AAAAAAAABpc/eNWKjLBd2hE/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290101593110864402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In typical Boston fashion, it was really cold while I was waiting for the T to to Harvard Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWo33jiqpSI/AAAAAAAABpk/OybYGyKs7uQ/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWo33jiqpSI/AAAAAAAABpk/OybYGyKs7uQ/s400/IMG_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290102139873043746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After my presentation I met up with my best friend from my days at Colby College, Bradley.  I am staying with her and her husband, James, for the weekend in Plymouth, MA.  This morning there was lovely fresh snow on the ground . . . and it was raining out.  Oh New England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWo4EixrsRI/AAAAAAAABps/JllkDeOCJTo/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWo4EixrsRI/AAAAAAAABps/JllkDeOCJTo/s400/IMG_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290102363005890834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is their dog Dudley.  He looks a bit like Endo and they have very similar personalities.  Endo and Dudley would be pretty darn funny together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-9080938207126681854?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/9080938207126681854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=9080938207126681854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/9080938207126681854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/9080938207126681854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/01/wait-this-isnt-mexico-city.html' title='Wait, this isn&apos;t Mexico City'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWo3XusZ4hI/AAAAAAAABpc/eNWKjLBd2hE/s72-c/IMG_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1571370998545889533</id><published>2009-01-04T18:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:46:53.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marlu's Birthday in Cortazar, Guanajuato</title><content type='html'>Today was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marlu's&lt;/span&gt; birthday and for the past couple of years, her parents have been very gracious and allowed her to have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;carne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;asada&lt;/span&gt; (BBQ) party at their house in the small town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cortazar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Guanajuato&lt;/span&gt;.    So, five of us plus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt; drove three hours to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cortazar&lt;/span&gt; to partake in the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWFX0WMMpdI/AAAAAAAABo4/jophWAuY89M/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWFX0WMMpdI/AAAAAAAABo4/jophWAuY89M/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603994331227602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Street scene of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cortazar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWFXVOd1-rI/AAAAAAAABoo/1_S4jRQBGy8/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWFXVOd1-rI/AAAAAAAABoo/1_S4jRQBGy8/s400/IMG_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603459681811122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Marlu's&lt;/span&gt; dad, Hector, and Daniel grilling some really yummy meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWFXg24vm7I/AAAAAAAABow/YF5TwE3fKH0/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWFXg24vm7I/AAAAAAAABow/YF5TwE3fKH0/s400/IMG_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603659510619058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Marlu&lt;/span&gt; with her parents at her side hoping all her wishes come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1571370998545889533?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1571370998545889533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1571370998545889533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1571370998545889533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1571370998545889533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/01/marlus-birthday-in-cortazar-guanajuato.html' title='Marlu&apos;s Birthday in Cortazar, Guanajuato'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SWFX0WMMpdI/AAAAAAAABo4/jophWAuY89M/s72-c/IMG_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-960424040210591701</id><published>2009-01-02T18:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:55:55.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Walks</title><content type='html'>I tend not to bring my camera along with me on my daily walks with Endo.  But the other morning I decided it was time to start bringing it along so that I could share more of the beautiful neighborhood I live in with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SV62naeH3CI/AAAAAAAABoY/2iPgahJn8ok/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SV62naeH3CI/AAAAAAAABoY/2iPgahJn8ok/s400/IMG_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286863800816360482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Endo's favorite places to go (because he can be off leash) is Plaza Santa Catarina.  I don't mind hanging out there while Endo sniffs everything he can and jumps over bush fences into gardens because it is a rather beautiful place to sit and ponder.  Some evenings our nightly walk happens to be when mass is going on in the church.  I am not religious but its definitely an amazing experience to be able to listen to a mass from outside a church in its gardens.  There is a note on the entrance to the church that says, "Its not permited to enter with animals."  Endo one evening during mass took that to mean that he was allowed to enter the church by himself without his owner.  Once I noticed he was missing, I quickly pulled him from the church before he caused any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SV63E6MQFHI/AAAAAAAABog/gZux6ynP744/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SV63E6MQFHI/AAAAAAAABog/gZux6ynP744/s400/IMG_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286864307547542642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A statue in Plaza Santa Catarina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-960424040210591701?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/960424040210591701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=960424040210591701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/960424040210591701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/960424040210591701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/01/daily-walks.html' title='Daily Walks'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SV62naeH3CI/AAAAAAAABoY/2iPgahJn8ok/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4246720207344603995</id><published>2009-01-01T19:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:24:29.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>This was my first ever New Year outside of the US.  I'll just say that Mexicans celebrate New Year's Eve in a completely different way than we do in the US.  New Year's Eve here is a family event.  I was fortunate to be invited to join Hector and his family to bring in the New Year because otherwise I would have been home all by myself as all bars, cafes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt;, etc. were closed and all my friends were with their families.   After waiting for a taxi for about 15 minutes (and not because all the taxis were full, but because there simply were no taxis, nor cars for that matter on the roads) I met Hector near his parents house.  As we walked to his house, Hector informed me that all his aunts and cousins were at his house on his mom side.  I sat down to dinner with Hector's 4 aunts, 5 cousins, mom, dad, sister, and brother at about 10pm and ate turkey, stuffing, and Mexican lasagna whiling drinking yummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ponche&lt;/span&gt; (similar to hot apple cider, except its made with TONS of different fruits).  It was Hector's aunt's birthday so we ate some yummy cake too.  By this time, it was 11:30 and most of us where fading and ready for  bed.  The solution was to fast forward time and ring in the new year just a little bit early with a small taste of wine or sparkling apple cider.  Tradition says you have to give everyone in the room a hug and wish them a happy and prosperous New Year.  The Mexican culture is so warm and welcoming that all of Hector's family hugged me and wished me a happy New Year as if I had known them for years.  Hector took me home at about midnight and the streets again were empty.  New Year's Eve is definitely a family event here and I am glad I got the chance to experience it.  Thanks Hector for including me in your family and Happy New Year to all my blog readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4246720207344603995?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4246720207344603995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4246720207344603995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4246720207344603995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4246720207344603995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-5346918585584399794</id><published>2008-12-31T12:47:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:16:12.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Word, BURRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>On the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, my family and I headed to Winter Park to get in a day of skiing.  Upon waking up, we debated long and hard whether or not to go at all since the forecast was calling for a high of 5˚ and some wind.  We finally loaded up the car and drove to Winter Park where we decide that perhaps going out to breakfast was a better idea than skiing when the car thermometer said it was 1˚ out.  After a very nice breakfast, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Melameds&lt;/span&gt; were on the verge of heading back home when we remembered who we are, The Tough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Melameds&lt;/span&gt;.  We bundled up and headed out for the day.  The skiing was fun, the company was great, but it was freaking cold out Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bigglesworth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvBLAYxgdI/AAAAAAAABn0/OfNjWWB8y9U/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvBLAYxgdI/AAAAAAAABn0/OfNjWWB8y9U/s400/IMG_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286030982476038610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother and dad getting all bundled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvCAwFQYQI/AAAAAAAABn8/LWKU3nvzhmc/s1600-h/IMG_0002_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvCAwFQYQI/AAAAAAAABn8/LWKU3nvzhmc/s400/IMG_0002_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286031905812144386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom always has a smile even when its 3˚ out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvDi0Ht9LI/AAAAAAAABoE/UfSJ3iSDchE/s1600-h/IMG_0003_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvDi0Ht9LI/AAAAAAAABoE/UfSJ3iSDchE/s400/IMG_0003_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286033590523393202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with my silver bullet helmet.  It sure does keep my head warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvEJ0Kh_xI/AAAAAAAABoM/vZfJfNnic4U/s1600-h/IMG_0006_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvEJ0Kh_xI/AAAAAAAABoM/vZfJfNnic4U/s400/IMG_0006_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286034260550090514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we decided to ski, we were able to meet up with my cousins Molly Rose (not pictured because she was working at the Ski-Depot in Winter Park) and Theresa.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Melameds&lt;/span&gt; and Theresa went out for some yummy pizza at Hernando's pizza.  Then we headed back to the front range.  I am glad I got in one good day of skiing despite the cold temps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-5346918585584399794?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/5346918585584399794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=5346918585584399794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5346918585584399794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5346918585584399794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-word-burrrrrrrr.html' title='One Word, BURRRRRRRR'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVvBLAYxgdI/AAAAAAAABn0/OfNjWWB8y9U/s72-c/IMG_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1898075883737286346</id><published>2008-12-26T17:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:29:12.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Came Through!!!!</title><content type='html'>I got a new camera for Christmas.  Here are the first three pictures I took with my camera today while skate skiing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eldora&lt;/span&gt;.  It was SO beautiful out.  I forgot how much I like winter and the sports that go with the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVVnK5k0e8I/AAAAAAAABnc/7t3P9Ns-Ibc/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVVnK5k0e8I/AAAAAAAABnc/7t3P9Ns-Ibc/s400/IMG_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284243174740753346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me!! Yes, I am pretending that I am still training for bike racing by wearing my old team jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVVnovHxd7I/AAAAAAAABnk/AwrzVQw0FHU/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVVnovHxd7I/AAAAAAAABnk/AwrzVQw0FHU/s400/IMG_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284243687330641842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am getting ready to do a couple loops of Meadows and Phoebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVVoBjNuOHI/AAAAAAAABns/0rDUqxCG3tw/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVVoBjNuOHI/AAAAAAAABns/0rDUqxCG3tw/s400/IMG_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284244113631098994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phoebe Snow trail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1898075883737286346?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1898075883737286346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1898075883737286346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1898075883737286346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1898075883737286346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-came-through.html' title='Santa Came Through!!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SVVnK5k0e8I/AAAAAAAABnc/7t3P9Ns-Ibc/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-633787084908369614</id><published>2008-12-14T16:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:12:59.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time in Mexico City</title><content type='html'>I seemed to have lost my camera, or rather donated it to some lucky Mexican when it most likely fell out of my bag in the center of Coyoacán.  So any photos that I post between now and when Santa brings me a new camera will not be my own : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SUWDetevTVI/AAAAAAAABnM/LoYB3RZKqxQ/s1600-h/010ciudad-pista1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SUWDetevTVI/AAAAAAAABnM/LoYB3RZKqxQ/s400/010ciudad-pista1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279770701789613394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture from the newspaper El Universal of the center of Mexico City yesterday.   This picture includes the world's largest ice skating ring, a sledding area, snowman making using man-made snow and a HUGE Christmas tree.  All events are free to the public.  Since the majority of Mexicans have never seen snow, the center is packed with people curious about how those of us fortunate enough to actually have white Christmases celebrate the season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-633787084908369614?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/633787084908369614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=633787084908369614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/633787084908369614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/633787084908369614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-time-in-mexico-city.html' title='Christmas Time in Mexico City'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SUWDetevTVI/AAAAAAAABnM/LoYB3RZKqxQ/s72-c/010ciudad-pista1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8726412212618802676</id><published>2008-12-07T19:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:29:14.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving, Birthday, and Christmas Party!!!!</title><content type='html'>Since most of my friends have never had a traditional Thanksgiving dinner here in Mexico City, I decided that I would cook one for them.  Then I figured why not celebrate my birthday too.  Oh and how I do love Christmas, why not celebrate that too?  Thus came about the Thanksgiving, Birthday, and Christmas Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyBuxzYj0I/AAAAAAAABTo/4aT0__5JC5M/s1600-h/DSCN2395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyBuxzYj0I/AAAAAAAABTo/4aT0__5JC5M/s400/DSCN2395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277235504014200642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night 14 of sat down to a wonderful Thanksgiving meal of turkey, stuffing, yams, peas, salad, rolls, cranberry sauce, and 3 kinds of pie (apple/pear, pecan, and pumpkin) topped with whipped cream and/or vanilla ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyCiW7-iyI/AAAAAAAABUs/Ytyychveh90/s1600-h/DSCN2408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyCiW7-iyI/AAAAAAAABUs/Ytyychveh90/s400/DSCN2408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277236390155684642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we decorated a Christmas tree while listening to the best Christmas album EVER, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Together-John-Denver/dp/B000GFLJFE/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1228703170&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;John Denver and The Muppets A Christmas Together&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyES-tJyHI/AAAAAAAABWQ/s84dN8lIcZA/s1600-h/DSCN2418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyES-tJyHI/AAAAAAAABWQ/s84dN8lIcZA/s400/DSCN2418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277238324976273522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the tree decorated and Christmas music playing, it was time to exchange gifts, white elephant style though.  There was a ton of laughing and some people walked away with great presents while others, not so great.  I ended up with a book about Kama Sutra.  The book was the highlight of the night for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyFKZ8c63I/AAAAAAAABWg/MOIepIMUohs/s1600-h/DSCN2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyFKZ8c63I/AAAAAAAABWg/MOIepIMUohs/s400/DSCN2442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277239277181004658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then to celebrate my birthday we broke open a pinata.  Some people can sure get a little crazy with the stick while trying to hit the pinata.  Needless to say it was an AWESOME night and I am so grateful to have such wonderful friends here.  I wish I could do this every year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8726412212618802676?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8726412212618802676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8726412212618802676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8726412212618802676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8726412212618802676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-birthday-and-christmas.html' title='Thanksgiving, Birthday, and Christmas Party!!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STyBuxzYj0I/AAAAAAAABTo/4aT0__5JC5M/s72-c/DSCN2395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6597321798020904409</id><published>2008-11-30T18:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:02:14.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellow Blogger Evelyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STM3L2lQ5cI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4ErHzv7iv-c/s1600-h/DSCN2376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STM3L2lQ5cI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4ErHzv7iv-c/s400/DSCN2376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274620265350882754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://evelynspence.blogspot.com"&gt;Fellow blogger Evelyn&lt;/a&gt; came to Mexico City to celebrate Thanksgiving at Maggie and Antonio's.  I don't have any pictures of the great meal we ate on Saturday evening, but I assure you, it was yummy.  Its also been nice to see Evelyn.  We talked a lot about the transition from living in Boulder for over 7 years to moving to a large city, Mexico City in my case and New York City in Evelyn's case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6597321798020904409?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6597321798020904409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6597321798020904409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6597321798020904409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6597321798020904409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/11/fellow-blogger-evelyn.html' title='Fellow Blogger Evelyn'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/STM3L2lQ5cI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4ErHzv7iv-c/s72-c/DSCN2376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-553631102262368111</id><published>2008-11-25T18:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:17:38.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Teotihuacan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSySLzmpM2I/AAAAAAAABFY/WskjnsGIwkg/s1600-h/DSCN2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSySLzmpM2I/AAAAAAAABFY/WskjnsGIwkg/s400/DSCN2287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272749995272516450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend, la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;banda&lt;/span&gt; (i.e. Daniel, Daniela, Hector, Tania, Roberto, Barby, and I) went to recharge ourselves by climbing the Pyramid of the Sun (the pyramid in the background) at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teotihuacan"&gt;Teotihuacan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSySwRRVCkI/AAAAAAAABFg/sEhC8G9hM6s/s1600-h/DSCN2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSySwRRVCkI/AAAAAAAABFg/sEhC8G9hM6s/s400/DSCN2355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272750621711469122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teotihuacan is a pretty amazing place and only an hour from my house.  Here is a view of the Pyramid of the Sun from the Pyramid of the Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSyS-uFe7NI/AAAAAAAABFo/qlGB5HCTaCI/s1600-h/DSCN2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSyS-uFe7NI/AAAAAAAABFo/qlGB5HCTaCI/s400/DSCN2361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272750869964582098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After eating a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yuumy&lt;/span&gt; meal at Mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ranchito&lt;/span&gt; (see new my new profile picture), we went to Daniel's uncle's house in San &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Martín&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pirámides&lt;/span&gt;.  Last weekend was the town's fair and they act out the Moors and Christians fighting, amongst other activities of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-553631102262368111?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/553631102262368111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=553631102262368111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/553631102262368111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/553631102262368111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/11/teotihuacan.html' title='Teotihuacan'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSySLzmpM2I/AAAAAAAABFY/WskjnsGIwkg/s72-c/DSCN2287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4357479542035569638</id><published>2008-11-17T10:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:51:30.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Day of the Dead and Maia</title><content type='html'>Before I headed to Arizona for the conference, I went to see all of the Day of the Dead &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhibits&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UNAM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSGjjTy1rCI/AAAAAAAABFI/RY5ChO87boE/s1600-h/DSCN2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSGjjTy1rCI/AAAAAAAABFI/RY5ChO87boE/s400/DSCN2268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269672866004446242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was by far the best exhibit.  The students took advantage a the "mirror of water" to build this tribute to Octavio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Paz&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;honorary&lt;/span&gt; dead guy for this years Day of the Dead at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;UNAM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSGjcixHndI/AAAAAAAABFA/jB_0d3128yY/s1600-h/DSCN2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSGjcixHndI/AAAAAAAABFA/jB_0d3128yY/s400/DSCN2265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269672749764681170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't typically spend much time on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;UNAM&lt;/span&gt; campus at night but the library sure is beautiful at night time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSGkCXHmqrI/AAAAAAAABFQ/ob79tm8yS_Y/s1600-h/DSCN2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSGkCXHmqrI/AAAAAAAABFQ/ob79tm8yS_Y/s400/DSCN2278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673399472794290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I had the great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to babysit Maia, my riding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;partner&lt;/span&gt; Lenny's daughter.  I was her first babysitter and we got a long really well.  I think I will be invited over again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4357479542035569638?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4357479542035569638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4357479542035569638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4357479542035569638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4357479542035569638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-day-of-dead-and-maia.html' title='More Day of the Dead and Maia'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SSGjjTy1rCI/AAAAAAAABFI/RY5ChO87boE/s72-c/DSCN2268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1032494224091757818</id><published>2008-11-12T08:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:50:27.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DISCCRS IV</title><content type='html'>Last week I attended an &lt;a href="http://www.disccrs.org/"&gt;interdisciplinary symposium on climate change&lt;/a&gt; in Mesa, Arizona at the &lt;a href="http://www.saguarolakeranch.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saguero&lt;/span&gt; Lake Ranch&lt;/a&gt;.  It was nice to get out of the city for a bit and run through the desert.  The symposium was very motivating and it was fun to be surrounded by 33 other young motivated individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SRrsv3dVaNI/AAAAAAAABE4/Ki0FTsVJBi4/s1600-h/257b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SRrsv3dVaNI/AAAAAAAABE4/Ki0FTsVJBi4/s400/257b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267783021248211154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the group pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1032494224091757818?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1032494224091757818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1032494224091757818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1032494224091757818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1032494224091757818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/11/disccrs-iv.html' title='DISCCRS IV'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SRrsv3dVaNI/AAAAAAAABE4/Ki0FTsVJBi4/s72-c/257b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-3472314314250054858</id><published>2008-10-31T13:41:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:51:42.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of the Dead</title><content type='html'>Last night Ivan, Carolina, Wolfgang and I went to see the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day_of_the_Dead"&gt;Day of the Dead&lt;/a&gt; exhibit en the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zocalo&lt;/span&gt;. It was super cool and below are many photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgRBZJ45I/AAAAAAAABDw/zRsz7tT3LvA/s1600-h/DSCN2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgRBZJ45I/AAAAAAAABDw/zRsz7tT3LvA/s400/DSCN2236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263406435060540306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgz1wDyBI/AAAAAAAABEI/aRDrrtn83oA/s1600-h/DSCN2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgz1wDyBI/AAAAAAAABEI/aRDrrtn83oA/s400/DSCN2250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263407033230805010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgt3Y6oYI/AAAAAAAABEA/TbTvhJpot0Y/s1600-h/DSCN2246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgt3Y6oYI/AAAAAAAABEA/TbTvhJpot0Y/s400/DSCN2246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263406930591392130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgpF3bruI/AAAAAAAABD4/5N4vGYdY-Zg/s1600-h/DSCN2239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgpF3bruI/AAAAAAAABD4/5N4vGYdY-Zg/s400/DSCN2239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263406848578137826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtg68mZA5I/AAAAAAAABEQ/p3-QZCJGG0g/s1600-h/DSCN2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtg68mZA5I/AAAAAAAABEQ/p3-QZCJGG0g/s400/DSCN2259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263407155328385938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-3472314314250054858?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/3472314314250054858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=3472314314250054858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3472314314250054858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3472314314250054858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-of-dead.html' title='Day of the Dead'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtgRBZJ45I/AAAAAAAABDw/zRsz7tT3LvA/s72-c/DSCN2236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-755660509728349110</id><published>2008-10-31T13:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:40:30.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clausurado Por Violar La Ley</title><content type='html'>If a business here violates the law and is shut down either for a short period of time or permanently, the government makes sure everyone knows by plastering signs all over the building.  I think it is pretty funny.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtemDjyCRI/AAAAAAAABDo/61rdfbMDMC4/s1600-h/DSCN2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtemDjyCRI/AAAAAAAABDo/61rdfbMDMC4/s400/DSCN2218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263404597395982610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-755660509728349110?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/755660509728349110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=755660509728349110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/755660509728349110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/755660509728349110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/clausurado-por-violar-la-ley.html' title='Clausurado Por Violar La Ley'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SQtemDjyCRI/AAAAAAAABDo/61rdfbMDMC4/s72-c/DSCN2218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7084869717867151915</id><published>2008-10-20T19:26:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:53:25.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parres to Tepoztlan</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday Lenny and I decided that having a lot of friends that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; bike is never a bad thing.  So, we headed out for our first group ride.  It is a point to point ride starting in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parres&lt;/span&gt;, a small mountain time just on the outskirts of Mexico City, to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tepoztlan&lt;/span&gt;, a lush beautiful town in a valley south of Mexico City.  Miguel, the head of the Mexico City mountain bike league, invited Lenny and I.  His email said that we would meet at 8:30am and he would not wait for more than 30 minutes before leaving.  Being the on time gringos we are, Lenny and I arrived just before 8:30 at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Parres&lt;/span&gt;, changed into our biking gear, and headed to the meeting point . . . but no one from our group was there.  And they weren't there at 9am either.  Finally, at 9:30am they show up.  We should have know this would happen because in Mexico being on time means being an hour late.  Once all 20 of us got organized and I could no longer feel my feet nor fingers and was shivering like crazy from waiting for over an hour in 40 degree fog, we started riding. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0jW2qaWCI/AAAAAAAABC4/GIsxvFOAQ5I/s1600-h/DSCN2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0jW2qaWCI/AAAAAAAABC4/GIsxvFOAQ5I/s400/DSCN2209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259398815376103458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first part of the ride was through an ecological reserve.  We couldn't exactly see where we were going because of the fog, but it was still beautiful.  We rode through some serious black mud.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0kCmTaNpI/AAAAAAAABDA/jN0PodLHcrU/s1600-h/DSCN2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0kCmTaNpI/AAAAAAAABDA/jN0PodLHcrU/s400/DSCN2211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259399566898902674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0kPqWzzeI/AAAAAAAABDI/9JOvjHCKYhs/s1600-h/DSCN2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0kPqWzzeI/AAAAAAAABDI/9JOvjHCKYhs/s400/DSCN2212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259399791325203938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0kfKz_y9I/AAAAAAAABDQ/dq44V3b3jsk/s1600-h/DSCN2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0kfKz_y9I/AAAAAAAABDQ/dq44V3b3jsk/s400/DSCN2214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259400057735597010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second part of the ride was through some beautiful fields and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0k8cHg2II/AAAAAAAABDg/5vt7htD453k/s1600-h/DSCN2216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0k8cHg2II/AAAAAAAABDg/5vt7htD453k/s400/DSCN2216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259400560597063810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;forests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last part was a 20 km &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;descent&lt;/span&gt; on an EXTREMELY rocky road.  My forearms are hurting from breaking.  I don't have any pictures of the end of the ride unfortunately.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tepoztlan&lt;/span&gt; valley is just beautiful.  The total distance of the ride was 47 km but it took us probably 5 hours to ride it.  Just think of doing a large group ride in the US and then adding in the Mexican cultural factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the ride Lenny and I learned that there was no way to get back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Parres&lt;/span&gt; using public transportation.  We had already been gone for over 8 hours and poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt; was home alone, stuck in my apartment.  We hired a taxi and paid him 400 pesos (about $32) to drive us an hour back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Parres&lt;/span&gt; (I guess we paid him way too much money, but I thought it was well worth it).  We grabbed a quick sandwich to hold us over and headed home.  Things we learned: never believe that people will actually show up on time, group rides take a lot of time, there is some great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; biking that we have yet to explore, I need to visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tepoztlan&lt;/span&gt; not in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chamois&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt; doesn't like it when he is left home alone for 10 hours.  Overall, a fun adventure and it was so nice to spend a day not in the city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7084869717867151915?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7084869717867151915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7084869717867151915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7084869717867151915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7084869717867151915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/parres-to-tepoztlan.html' title='Parres to Tepoztlan'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0jW2qaWCI/AAAAAAAABC4/GIsxvFOAQ5I/s72-c/DSCN2209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8778987925711017022</id><published>2008-10-20T19:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:25:40.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Campeón Metropolitano</title><content type='html'>A couple weekends ago was the final race in the Mexico City metropolitan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; bike league.  The course was by far the most difficult and the decent was insane.  Nonetheless I ended up getting second place for the day and winning the league for my category.  I must admit, the racing is not nearly the level of Colorado &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; biking, but its pretty darn cool to say that I am champion of the Mexico City metropolitan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; bike league.  Thanks to Sue for taking the photos below.  I believe at some point I might even get a video of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;- and post-race interview she did.  I'll post the interviews when I get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0e5VmLhNI/AAAAAAAABCg/EAywRGCqlvg/s1600-h/P1000534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0e5VmLhNI/AAAAAAAABCg/EAywRGCqlvg/s400/P1000534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259393910237267154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For second place I won a medal and a very pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bouquet&lt;/span&gt; of flowers and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0gGQuCLwI/AAAAAAAABCw/RY2wvgb8znk/s1600-h/P1000553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0gGQuCLwI/AAAAAAAABCw/RY2wvgb8znk/s400/P1000553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259395231777959682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1,000 pesos, about $100!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0fAaVLiiI/AAAAAAAABCo/4YkCiCYWjN0/s1600-h/P1000548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0fAaVLiiI/AAAAAAAABCo/4YkCiCYWjN0/s400/P1000548.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259394031767226914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I won this really cool jersey for winning the league.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8778987925711017022?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8778987925711017022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8778987925711017022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8778987925711017022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8778987925711017022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/campen-metropolitano.html' title='Campeón Metropolitano'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SP0e5VmLhNI/AAAAAAAABCg/EAywRGCqlvg/s72-c/P1000534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2500978296928878932</id><published>2008-10-14T14:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:45:11.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SPT2ZG4lVMI/AAAAAAAABCY/ClgZ2OFKI4U/s1600-h/DSCN2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SPT2ZG4lVMI/AAAAAAAABCY/ClgZ2OFKI4U/s400/DSCN2204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257097576253314242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To all my blog readers, VOTE.  I just sent in my write-in ballot today because my official ballot never arrived.  My philosophy is that if you don't vote, you have no right to complain about anything related to politics, which is everything.  I will also let all my fellow blog readers know that I endorse Barack Obama (and my endorsement should have a VERY LARGE influence on my blog readers!)  If there is one apparent executive decision the candidates have already made, its choosing their VP.  For someone who strongly believes that climate change is man made and has been an advocate in the senate to support policies related to climate change, it is unthinkable to pick a running mate that doesn't believe that climate change in man made.  Climate change is not just an environmental issue, its a national security issue, its an immigration issue, its an energy issue, its an education issue, and its a human rights issue.  I am sorry McCain, but when you address "My friends," I know you are no longer speaking to me.  My friend would not have picked a VP that does not believe in my friend's core values.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2500978296928878932?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2500978296928878932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2500978296928878932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2500978296928878932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2500978296928878932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote.html' title='VOTE!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SPT2ZG4lVMI/AAAAAAAABCY/ClgZ2OFKI4U/s72-c/DSCN2204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2016905040967367703</id><published>2008-10-13T08:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T08:57:43.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing International Monopoly</title><content type='html'>Way back in August when the world was in a different economic situation, I blogged about how the dollar kept dropping in value to the Mexican peso.  I believe at the time it was 9.97 pesos to the dollar.  Well, since the economic fall out, I have become rich! A few days ago, the exchange rate was almost 15 pesos to the dollar!  The exchange rate has settled a little bit and today its 12 something pesos to the dollar.  The ups and downs of playing international monopoly (or the US stock market).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2016905040967367703?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2016905040967367703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2016905040967367703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2016905040967367703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2016905040967367703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/playing-international-monopoly.html' title='Playing International Monopoly'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2304119228266669335</id><published>2008-10-08T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:39:36.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos a Votar Por Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mZxgt9QFMU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mZxgt9QFMU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2304119228266669335?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2304119228266669335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2304119228266669335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2304119228266669335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2304119228266669335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/vamos-votar-por-obama.html' title='Vamos a Votar Por Obama'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8026185514574739750</id><published>2008-10-07T14:39:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:51:52.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Makin' Tamales</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday, it was all about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt;' tamales.  We started the project at 10am buying all the necessary ingredients at the market.  The next couple hours were spent braising chicken and pork, making two types of mole (green and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;poblano&lt;/span&gt;), and mixing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;masa&lt;/span&gt; (cornmeal and lard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu6tfoiAeI/AAAAAAAABBg/53epVtzAn80/s1600-h/DSCN2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu6tfoiAeI/AAAAAAAABBg/53epVtzAn80/s400/DSCN2110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254498681006195170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Hector &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt;' the 3.5 lbs of lard.  You have to get the lard to a certain consistency before adding the cornmeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu8vlKxLiI/AAAAAAAABCA/Wu3AwDo6sOs/s1600-h/DSCN2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu8vlKxLiI/AAAAAAAABCA/Wu3AwDo6sOs/s400/DSCN2151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254500915874967074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel was at the stove the entire morning braising the meat, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whippin&lt;/span&gt;' up the moles, and making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;atole&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu8BnwiSsI/AAAAAAAABBo/Z7mk2IkyCRI/s1600-h/DSCN2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu8BnwiSsI/AAAAAAAABBo/Z7mk2IkyCRI/s400/DSCN2131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254500126296263362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barby and Daniela testing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;masa&lt;/span&gt;.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;masa&lt;/span&gt; was divided into two part, one for sweet tamales and one for salted tamales.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu8VeAc6UI/AAAAAAAABBw/kho5KfvTrf8/s1600-h/DSCN2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu8VeAc6UI/AAAAAAAABBw/kho5KfvTrf8/s400/DSCN2140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254500467276048706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next step was stuffing the dried corn husk with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;masa&lt;/span&gt; and what ever else you wanted to add, i.e. meet, mole, peppers and cheese, chocolate chips, dried fruit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;carmel&lt;/span&gt;, etc..  Tania and I learning the tricks of the trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu8laZL-fI/AAAAAAAABB4/efW2qLp22Hg/s1600-h/DSCN2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu8laZL-fI/AAAAAAAABB4/efW2qLp22Hg/s400/DSCN2142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254500741183961586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preparing the pot to steam the tamales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu9TsDaJKI/AAAAAAAABCI/PX-Vmoubf7M/s1600-h/DSCN2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu9TsDaJKI/AAAAAAAABCI/PX-Vmoubf7M/s400/DSCN2169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254501536198436002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ofelia and Armando testing to see if the tamales are done after they had been steaming over a charcoal fire for more than 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu9hbC9DDI/AAAAAAAABCQ/84WPAl-iU_8/s1600-h/DSCN2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu9hbC9DDI/AAAAAAAABCQ/84WPAl-iU_8/s400/DSCN2180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254501772151295026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally at 9:30 pm the tamales were ready for us to enjoy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; they were good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8026185514574739750?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8026185514574739750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8026185514574739750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8026185514574739750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8026185514574739750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/makin-tamales.html' title='Makin&apos; Tamales'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOu6tfoiAeI/AAAAAAAABBg/53epVtzAn80/s72-c/DSCN2110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1537198241434704242</id><published>2008-10-01T20:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:42:40.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOQl34KfvlI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ljmLXuK_0p0/s1600-h/DSCN2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOQl34KfvlI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ljmLXuK_0p0/s400/DSCN2106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252364707320282706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been spending my evenings hanging out on my roof deck because the weather in Mexico City has been beautiful the past few days.  I believe the rainy season has come to an end and fall is in the air.  Its chilly in the morning, about 50˚, but warms up nicely to just around 70˚ during the day.  The sky is cloudless and blue, minus the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pollution&lt;/span&gt; haze that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOQmfBF3EaI/AAAAAAAABBY/lJ6qX16wejY/s1600-h/DSCN2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOQmfBF3EaI/AAAAAAAABBY/lJ6qX16wejY/s400/DSCN2108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252365379731657122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I say cheers to the sun returning.  It sure puts me in a good mood to see the sun.  I guess I am a Colorado girl at heart and require many days of sun a year to function well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1537198241434704242?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1537198241434704242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1537198241434704242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1537198241434704242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1537198241434704242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/indian-summer.html' title='Indian Summer'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOQl34KfvlI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ljmLXuK_0p0/s72-c/DSCN2106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-3660942429146821993</id><published>2008-10-01T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:37:05.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHUPA CABRAS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOQlIbJUg8I/AAAAAAAABBI/5y8ahnrphAw/s1600-h/DSCN2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOQlIbJUg8I/AAAAAAAABBI/5y8ahnrphAw/s400/DSCN2104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252363892076872642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hector, Barby, Daniel, and I hit up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chupa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cabras&lt;/span&gt; for some yummy tacos on Saturday night.  I can't believe it took me almost 8 months to try one of these tacos, they are so yummy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-3660942429146821993?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/3660942429146821993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=3660942429146821993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3660942429146821993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3660942429146821993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/10/chupa-cabras.html' title='CHUPA CABRAS!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SOQlIbJUg8I/AAAAAAAABBI/5y8ahnrphAw/s72-c/DSCN2104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4391885250133085241</id><published>2008-09-22T16:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:27:04.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>Life around here is pretty mundane these days.  I have just been trying to write a journal article about my research and research jobs for next year. Sorry, but  there is not much to blog between these two things. Here are a couple things that have been going on.   If there is one thing I hate doing, its cleaning my bikes.  Well, my cycling partner, Lenny, and I discovered that for 15 pesos (about a $1.50) you can get your bike washed after mountain biking.  Yipeeeee!!!  No more cleaning my mountain bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SNgMIRSE7II/AAAAAAAABAw/TmCDZjfxDOU/s1600-h/DSCN2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SNgMIRSE7II/AAAAAAAABAw/TmCDZjfxDOU/s400/DSCN2097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248958701918022786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These large moths for some reason like the entry way to my apartment.  I actually find them pretty cool as long as they are not flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SNgMUAkjyAI/AAAAAAAABA4/EOTm4ImTpZo/s1600-h/DSCN2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SNgMUAkjyAI/AAAAAAAABA4/EOTm4ImTpZo/s400/DSCN2101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248958903590569986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its was Barby's birthday on the 11th and we celebrated it with flan and some sort of lemon cake on the 12th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is about it.  Wish me luck on the writing and the job search.  I need it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4391885250133085241?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4391885250133085241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4391885250133085241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4391885250133085241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4391885250133085241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/09/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SNgMIRSE7II/AAAAAAAABAw/TmCDZjfxDOU/s72-c/DSCN2097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4986938875169259479</id><published>2008-09-15T10:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:54:49.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Restrictions</title><content type='html'>When I first arrived in Mexico City, I quickly learned about the "no hay circulación" law by getting pulled over by the police and paying my first bride (notice the use of "first" bribe, I paid the police off again recently).  Since the last number on my license plate is an 8, I can't drive on Tuesdays.  I could get my car "verified", which means an emissions test, but only cars less than 8 years old are allowed to be verified.  My very clean running 1992 Subaru wagon is therefore unverifiable even though is passes the Colorado emissions test with no problems.  So I was left with only one option, not to drive on Tuesdays.  This is not so bad I thought.  I take the metro anyway to work and very rarely drove on Tuesdays anyway.  Then, in August Mexico City began "no hay circulación sabatino", which means the second Saturday of every month I am not allowed to drive my car.  Even with all the "no hay circulación" rules, the Mexico City air pollution was not being reduced.  Therefore, a new regulation began on September 1st that states, "any car with plates from a different country or from any Mexican state other than the DF and Mexico cannot circulate in Mexico City from 5am to 11am Monday through Friday."  Currently, I am waiting for the clock to turn 11am so that I can go run some errands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4986938875169259479?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4986938875169259479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4986938875169259479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4986938875169259479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4986938875169259479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/09/driving-restrictions.html' title='Driving Restrictions'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8053235671461311827</id><published>2008-09-11T11:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:56:59.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puebla and Chiles en Nogada</title><content type='html'>Last weekend (I know, I have been lazy with the blogging lately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SMlMDjkfYTI/AAAAAAAABAY/hJRkZIjyKtQ/s1600-h/DSCN2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SMlMDjkfYTI/AAAAAAAABAY/hJRkZIjyKtQ/s400/DSCN2079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244806865021264178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carolina, Wolfgang, Ivan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt;, and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SMlMYN2Gk1I/AAAAAAAABAg/x162WBW4hqU/s1600-h/DSCN2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SMlMYN2Gk1I/AAAAAAAABAg/x162WBW4hqU/s400/DSCN2086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244807219966808914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went to Puebla to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SMlMtRivKPI/AAAAAAAABAo/nNl6pd4A8Nw/s1600-h/DSCN2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SMlMtRivKPI/AAAAAAAABAo/nNl6pd4A8Nw/s400/DSCN2089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244807581736577266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chiles&lt;/span&gt; en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nogadas&lt;/span&gt;.  Mexico's Independence day is the 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of September and the whole country is decorated in green, white, and red.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chiles&lt;/span&gt; en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nogada&lt;/span&gt; is a dish that is only served during this time of year because pomegranates are in season and ALSO the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chile&lt;/span&gt; is green, the sauce is white, and the pomegranates are red.  How festive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8053235671461311827?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8053235671461311827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8053235671461311827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8053235671461311827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8053235671461311827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/09/puebla-and-chiles-en-nogada.html' title='Puebla and Chiles en Nogada'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SMlMDjkfYTI/AAAAAAAABAY/hJRkZIjyKtQ/s72-c/DSCN2079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4774359564141307911</id><published>2008-09-01T09:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:02:54.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbacoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwC4ZgR4rI/AAAAAAAABAI/GpEdsVgwFcU/s1600-h/DSCN2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwC4ZgR4rI/AAAAAAAABAI/GpEdsVgwFcU/s400/DSCN2065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241067234294620850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, Daniel, Barby, Ofelia, Armando, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hector&lt;/span&gt;, Daniela, Daniel, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt;, and I head south to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Texcoco&lt;/span&gt; to eat &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbacoa"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;barbacoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; owned by Daniela's uncles.  It was SO yummy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwCy7o_97I/AAAAAAAABAA/OY57AjABVRI/s1600-h/DSCN2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwCy7o_97I/AAAAAAAABAA/OY57AjABVRI/s400/DSCN2063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241067140378785714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hector attempted the climbing wall in the playground.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwC87nLseI/AAAAAAAABAQ/qFcYfSkN9H0/s1600-h/DSCN2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwC87nLseI/AAAAAAAABAQ/qFcYfSkN9H0/s400/DSCN2067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241067312169857506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt; got to come too.  I think he likes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;barbacoa&lt;/span&gt; more than anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4774359564141307911?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4774359564141307911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4774359564141307911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4774359564141307911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4774359564141307911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/09/barbacoa.html' title='Barbacoa'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwC4ZgR4rI/AAAAAAAABAI/GpEdsVgwFcU/s72-c/DSCN2065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-9012140388995108368</id><published>2008-09-01T09:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:56:14.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make a left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwCYojNCBI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_GcD4I4-L5o/s1600-h/DSCN2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwCYojNCBI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_GcD4I4-L5o/s400/DSCN2062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241066688577603602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lenny is explaining to me how to make a left turn onto Avenida Universidad.  This city if full of signs like this.  Problem is, most of the time they are hidden behind tree branches.  Learning to drive in Mexico City is all about trail and error.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-9012140388995108368?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/9012140388995108368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=9012140388995108368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/9012140388995108368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/9012140388995108368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-make-left.html' title='How to make a left'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLwCYojNCBI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_GcD4I4-L5o/s72-c/DSCN2062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2614628791827539196</id><published>2008-08-25T15:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:24:40.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Out</title><content type='html'>On the weekends, it is very easy for me to stay in the Coyoacan area and enjoy the peace and quiet of my neighborhood.  But, I often feel I am living in a city that has so much to offer that I should take advantage of it all.  So, yesterday I headed to the center to see a contemporary ballet at the Palacio de Belles Artes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLMUgoLZGDI/AAAAAAAAA_o/ULR_z4v0BiY/s1600-h/DSCN2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLMUgoLZGDI/AAAAAAAAA_o/ULR_z4v0BiY/s400/DSCN2054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238553342335588402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Palacio de Bellas Artes is a beautiful building.  Inside are murals from several famous Mexican artists; Davíd Alfaro Siqueiros, Diego Rivera, José Orozco, Rufino Tamayo, Juan O'Gorman, Roberto Montenegro, Jorge González Camarena, and Manuel Rodríguez Lozano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLMUoG29jKI/AAAAAAAAA_w/rCl8lGkRWDw/s1600-h/DSCN2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLMUoG29jKI/AAAAAAAAA_w/rCl8lGkRWDw/s400/DSCN2055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238553470830480546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside the theater is a Tiffany glass curtain.  Pretty spectacular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2614628791827539196?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2614628791827539196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2614628791827539196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2614628791827539196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2614628791827539196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-out.html' title='Getting Out'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SLMUgoLZGDI/AAAAAAAAA_o/ULR_z4v0BiY/s72-c/DSCN2054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-3835417332469444704</id><published>2008-08-17T19:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:50:35.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Kind of a Big Deal</title><content type='html'>As Erin Huck would say, "I am kind of a big deal."  Today was the 5th mountain bike race in the Mexico City league.  I took 2nd among the experta category.  I am winning my category and most people know my name (although I think that has a lot more to do with the fact that I am from the US than with my racing results).  I have to laugh at it all though because I ride my bike at best, once a week.  Gotta love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-3835417332469444704?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/3835417332469444704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=3835417332469444704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3835417332469444704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3835417332469444704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-kind-of-big-deal.html' title='I am Kind of a Big Deal'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-435726822888815520</id><published>2008-08-17T19:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:44:35.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>El Chupa Cabras - The Best Tacos EVER</title><content type='html'>Everyday I walk under the Rio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Churbusco&lt;/span&gt; bridge to get to the metro and then to get home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjFRXg1ywI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/BKWlauJBPZk/s1600-h/DSCN2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjFRXg1ywI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/BKWlauJBPZk/s400/DSCN2050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235651468978408194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From a distance, it looks like a typical bridge in a large city, which it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjFjSn-kUI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/zyxtigCdogU/s1600-h/DSCN2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjFjSn-kUI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/zyxtigCdogU/s400/DSCN2051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235651776903811394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But under the bridge, is the always packed El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chupa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cabras&lt;/span&gt;.  One of the supposedly best taco stands in Mexico City.  I  have resisted stopping to get a taco for 8 months now.  I guess I was afraid that they would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; good that I would end up eating them all the time and gain 20lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjFyakyOZI/AAAAAAAAA_g/PFKWUvpncq0/s1600-h/DSCN2052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjFyakyOZI/AAAAAAAAA_g/PFKWUvpncq0/s400/DSCN2052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235652036735941010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But on Saturday after going for a mountain bike ride, I was starving and had no food in the house.  So, I deliberately walked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chupas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cabras&lt;/span&gt; and ordered their specialty, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chupas&lt;/span&gt; taco.  It was yummy and all for $0.80.  I will probably be stopping by more often but I promise to keep my taco eating under control!  Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Chupas&lt;/span&gt; is open 24 hrs a day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-435726822888815520?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/435726822888815520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=435726822888815520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/435726822888815520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/435726822888815520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/08/el-chupa-cabras-best-tacos-ever.html' title='El Chupa Cabras - The Best Tacos EVER'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjFRXg1ywI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/BKWlauJBPZk/s72-c/DSCN2050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8781097628691507687</id><published>2008-08-17T19:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:34:05.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Time Walks</title><content type='html'>I tell people I live in Europe because all the streets in my neighborhood have European names (Londres, Madrid, Vienna, Berlin, Bruselas, etc.).  Every night Endo and I are fortunate enough to be able to go on long walks in Europe.  There are a few little things that always make me happy on our walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjCy3vf71I/AAAAAAAAA_A/v5Pk_xns_Z0/s1600-h/DSCN2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjCy3vf71I/AAAAAAAAA_A/v5Pk_xns_Z0/s400/DSCN2045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235648746030624594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Passing by the lovely flower plants and under the tree tunnel on Vienna street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjC7PYSLqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/DLR1sLbK-O8/s1600-h/DSCN2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjC7PYSLqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/DLR1sLbK-O8/s400/DSCN2048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235648889814658722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Corner of Berlin and Aldaman.  The picture doesn't do it justice but I love this street lamp and the lights on the store behind it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8781097628691507687?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8781097628691507687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8781097628691507687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8781097628691507687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8781097628691507687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/08/night-time-walks.html' title='Night Time Walks'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKjCy3vf71I/AAAAAAAAA_A/v5Pk_xns_Z0/s72-c/DSCN2045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2335816563428492014</id><published>2008-08-12T21:06:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:34:56.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>El Geiser</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, 6 of my friends and I headed north to the state of Hidalgo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJCF9Xsy4I/AAAAAAAAA94/cORItI6OFqE/s1600-h/DSCN2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJCF9Xsy4I/AAAAAAAAA94/cORItI6OFqE/s400/DSCN2013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233818387098684290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel and Ricardo as we make our way through the Mexico City traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJCUZuQWfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/6NTHeKasL-s/s1600-h/DSCN2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJCUZuQWfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/6NTHeKasL-s/s400/DSCN2043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233818635227650546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lovely Hidalgo country side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are destination in Hidalgo was EL Geiser, a natural hot springs where the steam used to be used to create electricity until the pressure dropped and the best use of El Geiser was a public hot springs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJC5rB57XI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NOTZnQdaHJE/s1600-h/DSCN2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJC5rB57XI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NOTZnQdaHJE/s400/DSCN2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233819275528629618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is El Geiser.  You were allowed to stand on rocks just to the left of the fence and essentially take a steam bath.   Small drops of HOT water would pelt your back, not in a bad way though.  Kind of like getting a little massage.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJE0QYc0aI/AAAAAAAAA-o/1enJTZtqBV4/s1600-h/DSCN2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJE0QYc0aI/AAAAAAAAA-o/1enJTZtqBV4/s400/DSCN2024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233821381499343266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pools were hotter than the newer pools.  They were nice during the night, but during the day it was WAY too hot in these pools with the sun beaming down on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJFxl2OO9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/RP0IHAqE5Ws/s1600-h/DSCN2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJFxl2OO9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/RP0IHAqE5Ws/s400/DSCN2031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233822435233381330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids get to enjoy the new pools, which are not as hot and have all the fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJDGCPCLSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/q3zSgMRPXac/s1600-h/DSCN2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJDGCPCLSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/q3zSgMRPXac/s400/DSCN2020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233819487916141858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was told we would be camping at the hot springs, I imagined being in the middle of nowhere with tons of stars.  Instead, we camped with hundreds of other Mexicans that love to play music late into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJEoHOQWCI/AAAAAAAAA-g/TfEw5Y-OXQc/s1600-h/DSCN2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJEoHOQWCI/AAAAAAAAA-g/TfEw5Y-OXQc/s400/DSCN2035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233821172882233378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mexicans also have no problem sleeping on concrete with just a blanket underneath them.  I don't think I could handle that type of discomfort.  I instead placed my tent where there was dirt and I brought my thermarest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJEceGo3aI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/sacKUR8DO9Q/s1600-h/DSCN2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJEceGo3aI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/sacKUR8DO9Q/s400/DSCN2028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233820972865871266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Mexican family thought it would be really good idea to enclose themselves in a whole bunch of plastic wrap and sleep on the concrete.  Its a good thing they left a few inches open at the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJGGk0RWnI/AAAAAAAAA-4/CFRh_83zeO4/s1600-h/DSCN2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJGGk0RWnI/AAAAAAAAA-4/CFRh_83zeO4/s400/DSCN2032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233822795734014578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the huts and palm trees make it look like we were in the tropics.  In reality, it was the desert with a beautiful river running through it in the background of this picture.  I wish I would have camped down by the river, that would have been nicer.  Overall though, a good weekend.  I need to go on more adventures in Mexico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2335816563428492014?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2335816563428492014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2335816563428492014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2335816563428492014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2335816563428492014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/08/el-geiser.html' title='El Geiser'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SKJCF9Xsy4I/AAAAAAAAA94/cORItI6OFqE/s72-c/DSCN2013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1863637391629148306</id><published>2008-08-06T11:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:38:52.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch</title><content type='html'>I never thought that getting paid in dollars would be to my disadvantage while living in Mexico.  However, the Mexican peso is gaining strength against the dollar!!!  Normally the conversion on my visa bill from pesos to dollars is about 10.5 pesos to 1 dollar.  The conversion on my last visa transaction was 9.97 pesos to 1 dollar.  What is going on here?!  Should I start looking for jobs in Mexico that pay me in pesos?  Messed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1863637391629148306?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1863637391629148306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1863637391629148306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1863637391629148306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1863637391629148306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/08/ouch.html' title='Ouch'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8446909469058953459</id><published>2008-08-04T11:59:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:31:30.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>Life in Mexico City continues and here are a couple highlights from the past couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a new great album to listen to while running through the streets of Mexico City in the mornings.  The album is called Tijuana Sound Machine.  The video is pretty darn cool or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" as they say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yAkk3MqxOY8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yAkk3MqxOY8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a good amount of time the past week or so staining and varnishing some pieces of furniture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made me.  Its a lot of work and I spent most of my evenings high off the fumes.  But I think the pieces turned out pretty well.  Rustic was the goal and I think I achieved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SJc2_mpdD6I/AAAAAAAAA9g/jA8N1a1Goes/s1600-h/DSCN2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SJc2_mpdD6I/AAAAAAAAA9g/jA8N1a1Goes/s400/DSCN2008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230709958548197282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have 3 of these bedside tables and the lamps that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made go very well with the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SJc3LFy030I/AAAAAAAAA9o/oxHBE-sANd0/s1600-h/DSCN2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SJc3LFy030I/AAAAAAAAA9o/oxHBE-sANd0/s400/DSCN2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230710155887566658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The TV stand.  I might need to sand it down a bit to make a little bit lighter and it needs a couple door knobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some nice new plants for my house.  An orchid for the upstairs bathroom, a large bushy plant for downstairs, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SJc3sE2DalI/AAAAAAAAA9w/b0_scwwlSMY/s1600-h/DSCN2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SJc3sE2DalI/AAAAAAAAA9w/b0_scwwlSMY/s400/DSCN2012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230710722568350290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a lot of geraniums for my deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few blocks from my house is &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.cinetecanacional.net/index.php"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cineteca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nacional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where artsy movies are shown and cafes are filled with intellectual types. A movie ticket costs $4 or $2.50 with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;UNAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ID.  Beats paying $10 for a movie in the US.  I saw the most recent Woody Allen film, Cassandra's Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends Maggie and Antonio got a new pug puppy called Lola.  I am hoping that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Lola become good friends and Maggie and I can swap dog duties every now and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly Baldwin is coming to visit me in September.  We are going to catch a couple stages of the &lt;a href="http://www.vueltamexico2008.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vuelta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a Mexico&lt;/a&gt;.  It should be a fun adventure and I am looking forward to watching some bike racing again.  I am so excited to have a visitor coming!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am sure many more things happened in the past couple of weeks but this report should do it for now.  For those of you back in Colorado enduring the heat wave, the weather here in Mexico City is lovely, low 70's with afternoon rain showers.  Feel free to come escape the heat and visit me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8446909469058953459?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8446909469058953459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8446909469058953459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8446909469058953459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8446909469058953459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/08/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SJc2_mpdD6I/AAAAAAAAA9g/jA8N1a1Goes/s72-c/DSCN2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2796862087749914449</id><published>2008-07-24T18:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:23:26.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drive Back</title><content type='html'>Hector and I left Colorado Thursday afternoon and arrived in Mexico City late Saturday night.  It was a long 3 days of driving but we were lucky and did not have any major problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkMJ4BDU0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/MhorASPW36E/s1600-h/DSCN1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkMJ4BDU0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/MhorASPW36E/s400/DSCN1980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226722206335324994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The moonrise on the Colorado eastern plains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkMSAUaL7I/AAAAAAAAA80/6d9YugNDo0s/s1600-h/DSCN1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkMSAUaL7I/AAAAAAAAA80/6d9YugNDo0s/s400/DSCN1985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226722346002952114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkMYdGsZFI/AAAAAAAAA88/hUWIoVbjrrs/s1600-h/DSCN1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkMYdGsZFI/AAAAAAAAA88/hUWIoVbjrrs/s400/DSCN1988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226722456809268306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating real Mexican food at a real Mexican restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely hard for me to leave Colorado.  More than anything, I miss living with nature.  Upon my return to Mexico, my boyfriend and I also broke up.  Needless to say, I haven't been in a blogging mood since being back until now.  But stay tuned, because more post will be coming about all the great things Mexico has to offer me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2796862087749914449?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2796862087749914449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2796862087749914449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2796862087749914449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2796862087749914449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/drive-back.html' title='The Drive Back'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkMJ4BDU0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/MhorASPW36E/s72-c/DSCN1980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-3900592057471433417</id><published>2008-07-24T17:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:07:38.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking Niwot with Hector</title><content type='html'>A couple days before Hector and I began the long drive back to Mexico City, we hiked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Niwot&lt;/span&gt; Ridge.  A point to point hike beginning at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brainard&lt;/span&gt; Lake and finishing at my parents' house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkIrn6VYRI/AAAAAAAAA8c/sYz6PbbskCE/s1600-h/DSCN1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkIrn6VYRI/AAAAAAAAA8c/sYz6PbbskCE/s400/DSCN1972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226718388081221906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkIyRHxN-I/AAAAAAAAA8k/ieYMmsou-zk/s1600-h/DSCN1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkIyRHxN-I/AAAAAAAAA8k/ieYMmsou-zk/s400/DSCN1975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226718502222641122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the best part of the hike was during the final mile when we were on the Gold Hill Rd.  From the moment Hector arrived in Denver, all he wanted was to see a bear while in Colorado.  I explained to Hector that I have seen 2 bears in Colorado my entire life, one of which was on my way to the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July fireworks in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nederland&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks ago.  I had to break it to him that his chances of seeing a bear were rather slim.  The morning before our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Niwot&lt;/span&gt; hike, the Daily Camera had a picture of a bear in a tree in South Boulder.  Hector was complaining that the only bear he was going to see while in Colorado was in the newspaper.   So, when we were walking back on the Gold Hill Rd. and Hector turned around screaming "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oso&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;oso&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;oso&lt;/span&gt;!!!", I hit him and told him to knock it off.  But, as I turned around, sure enough there was a big black bear crossing the Gold Hill Rd. right in front of us.  It was a rather exciting experience for me and especially for Hector, who now has a new nickname, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Oso&lt;/span&gt;.  Sorry, but we don't have any pictures of the bear, we were too excited to take photos :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-3900592057471433417?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/3900592057471433417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=3900592057471433417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3900592057471433417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3900592057471433417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/hiking-niwot-with-hector.html' title='Hiking Niwot with Hector'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SIkIrn6VYRI/AAAAAAAAA8c/sYz6PbbskCE/s72-c/DSCN1972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4440961409365053737</id><published>2008-07-14T21:32:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:21:04.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Mountain National Park</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine from Mexico City, Hector, arrived yesterday to spend a few days in Colorado and then drive with me back to Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwN31SlvKI/AAAAAAAAA78/qUq_8fFoJ8Q/s1600-h/DSCN1958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwN31SlvKI/AAAAAAAAA78/qUq_8fFoJ8Q/s400/DSCN1958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223064920691948706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Hector with Boulder in the background yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we headed to Rocky Mountain National Park to drive Trail Ridge Road.  But instead of ascending Trail Ridge, we went up a one way dirt road called the Fall River Road, which arrives at the visitor's center on Trail Ridge.  Then we descended Trail Ridge back to Estes Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwOF3PbWlI/AAAAAAAAA8E/5EK7sRYsjkw/s1600-h/DSCN1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwOF3PbWlI/AAAAAAAAA8E/5EK7sRYsjkw/s400/DSCN1962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223065161733724754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A photo of the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwOQtVfEAI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Sa0BT6FaH5Y/s1600-h/DSCN1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwOQtVfEAI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Sa0BT6FaH5Y/s400/DSCN1966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223065348053340162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another view from the Fall River Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwOab8YOwI/AAAAAAAAA8U/vGX4hJTomX4/s1600-h/DSCN1969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwOab8YOwI/AAAAAAAAA8U/vGX4hJTomX4/s400/DSCN1969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223065515183323906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hector playing in snow for the first time in his life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4440961409365053737?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4440961409365053737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4440961409365053737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4440961409365053737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4440961409365053737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/rocky-mountain-national-park.html' title='Rocky Mountain National Park'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHwN31SlvKI/AAAAAAAAA78/qUq_8fFoJ8Q/s72-c/DSCN1958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-139246431207486778</id><published>2008-07-12T14:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:59:06.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on the Wind Generator</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHkMIjmBLFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/IzsDvKRGuuo/s1600-h/DSCN1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHkMIjmBLFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/IzsDvKRGuuo/s400/DSCN1946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222218584045988946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad climbed the wind generator tower today to reinforce a part of the tower.  I was his tool runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHkMNd7w-SI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rxp0hRFzyuM/s1600-h/DSCN1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHkMNd7w-SI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rxp0hRFzyuM/s400/DSCN1957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222218668425935138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;y chance I &lt;/span&gt;was wearing my cool new t-shirt.  How fitting for the occasion?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-139246431207486778?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/139246431207486778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=139246431207486778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/139246431207486778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/139246431207486778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/working-on-wind-generator.html' title='Working on the Wind Generator'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHkMIjmBLFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/IzsDvKRGuuo/s72-c/DSCN1946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2459886926325172232</id><published>2008-07-11T11:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:53:21.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeIpu9hSaI/AAAAAAAAA64/riH6uANLuZQ/s1600-h/DSCN1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeIpu9hSaI/AAAAAAAAA64/riH6uANLuZQ/s400/DSCN1938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792543521458594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moose!!!!  On my way to breakfast this morning in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nederland&lt;/span&gt; I came upon two moose crossing the Peak to Peak.  I was able to get a photo of one of them.  I have lived in this area all of my life and not until recently have there been moose.  It is always exciting to see one.  They are impressive animals and I hope I never get charged by one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2459886926325172232?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2459886926325172232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2459886926325172232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2459886926325172232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2459886926325172232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/its.html' title='Its a . . .'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeIpu9hSaI/AAAAAAAAA64/riH6uANLuZQ/s72-c/DSCN1938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2325333930584655036</id><published>2008-07-11T10:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:19:47.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trail Ridge Road</title><content type='html'>My dad and I rode from the Rocky Mountain National Park visitor's center in Estes Park to the visitor's center at the top of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Trail Ridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (and back down of course) yesterday.  What a beautiful ride!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeBdFSg0OI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/x1lC4WboEyk/s1600-h/DSCN1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeBdFSg0OI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/x1lC4WboEyk/s400/DSCN1915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221784629595394274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad approaching the Rocky Mountain National Park entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeEght1tdI/AAAAAAAAA6w/QVyCR4yN1iE/s1600-h/DSCN1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeEght1tdI/AAAAAAAAA6w/QVyCR4yN1iE/s400/DSCN1919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221787987300693458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 miles above sea level, but we still ~2,000&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of climbing to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeBpGGHjUI/AAAAAAAAA6g/XX8iZQPgFp4/s1600-h/DSCN1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeBpGGHjUI/AAAAAAAAA6g/XX8iZQPgFp4/s400/DSCN1927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221784835970272578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many incredible views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeCSxAjG5I/AAAAAAAAA6o/w47ucEvJ4YU/s1600-h/DSCN1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeCSxAjG5I/AAAAAAAAA6o/w47ucEvJ4YU/s400/DSCN1934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221785551864273810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;My dad&lt;/span&gt; led the entire ride into a pretty strong head wind.  He even rode away from me a couple of times.   At the age of 59, he rides harder and faster than I do.  Pretty awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2325333930584655036?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2325333930584655036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2325333930584655036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2325333930584655036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2325333930584655036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/trailridge.html' title='Trail Ridge Road'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHeBdFSg0OI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/x1lC4WboEyk/s72-c/DSCN1915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6027789601963327380</id><published>2008-07-11T10:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:55:04.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cruiser</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday I took my car into Super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rupair&lt;/span&gt; just to make sure everything is in working order before heading back to Mexico.  There are no Subaru's in Mexico and I am sure that finding parts to get my car fixed in Mexico would take centuries.  So I figured it was best to have it checked out in a town where Subaru's out number any other car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHd-ATCo6mI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/CxZGZd6s3tM/s1600-h/DSCN1913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHd-ATCo6mI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/CxZGZd6s3tM/s400/DSCN1913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221780836535822946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In order to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;errands&lt;/span&gt; done while my car was in the shop, I pulled out my beloved, yet neglected, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bianchi&lt;/span&gt; Cruiser from the shed at my parents' house.  I forgot how much fun this bike is to ride and I also forgot how bike friendly of a town Boulder is.  There is truly no reason to NOT commute around Boulder on a bike 90% of the time.  So go get on your cruiser bikes all you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Boulderites&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6027789601963327380?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6027789601963327380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6027789601963327380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6027789601963327380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6027789601963327380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-cruiser.html' title='My Cruiser'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHd-ATCo6mI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/CxZGZd6s3tM/s72-c/DSCN1913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1183870345693147301</id><published>2008-07-08T11:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:55:30.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>One of the best things about being at my parents' house is taking long walks through the woods and discovering new places.  On Sunday, I took such a walk with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOPnbHC73I/AAAAAAAAA5o/cGLPf6Bc6Po/s1600-h/DSCN1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOPnbHC73I/AAAAAAAAA5o/cGLPf6Bc6Po/s400/DSCN1898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220674300507516786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are my parents at a Forest Service sign marking the boundary between their land and the Forest Service's Land.  Yup, they own half of the rock outcropping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOQbW18TBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/cBoTLncjMe8/s1600-h/DSCN1904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOQbW18TBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/cBoTLncjMe8/s400/DSCN1904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220675192715234322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We walked down a drainage that I had never been down before.  It was beautiful.  Extremely green with lots of new Douglas Furs sprouting up, which is a good thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; Pine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beetle&lt;/span&gt; will probably kill all the tall Lodge Pole Pines but not the Douglas Furs!!  My dad and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOREu0BKkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/TjA4iWTyRw8/s1600-h/DSCN1905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOREu0BKkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/TjA4iWTyRw8/s400/DSCN1905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220675903524252226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOQ_cy3GaI/AAAAAAAAA6A/TFeH6vX9vos/s1600-h/DSCN1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOQ_cy3GaI/AAAAAAAAA6A/TFeH6vX9vos/s400/DSCN1906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220675812788214178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOQ6KtI_nI/AAAAAAAAA54/ALgn_oNGfdk/s1600-h/DSCN1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOQ6KtI_nI/AAAAAAAAA54/ALgn_oNGfdk/s400/DSCN1908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220675722033036914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some of the wild flowers we saw along the way.  Daisies, Blue Bells, and Indian Pant Brushes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1183870345693147301?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1183870345693147301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1183870345693147301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1183870345693147301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1183870345693147301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOPnbHC73I/AAAAAAAAA5o/cGLPf6Bc6Po/s72-c/DSCN1898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-5788819389693111088</id><published>2008-07-08T10:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:59:01.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Endo's New Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOObqVMlfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/i_hKBPs437Q/s1600-h/DSCN1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOObqVMlfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/i_hKBPs437Q/s400/DSCN1892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220672998923343346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spoiled dog!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-5788819389693111088?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/5788819389693111088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=5788819389693111088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5788819389693111088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5788819389693111088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/endos-new-bed.html' title='Endo&apos;s New Bed'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SHOObqVMlfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/i_hKBPs437Q/s72-c/DSCN1892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1375776053259588073</id><published>2008-07-05T12:55:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:14:34.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th Apache Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-12tfME8I/AAAAAAAAA4I/Cx9eSmfKIZM/s1600-h/DSCN1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-12tfME8I/AAAAAAAAA4I/Cx9eSmfKIZM/s400/DSCN1886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219590444673668034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July started out with a big bang for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-2VUhTnhI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/T67r8fPetP0/s1600-h/IMG_3492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-2VUhTnhI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/T67r8fPetP0/s400/IMG_3492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219590970547609106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It started at 4:30 am at the Long Lake trail head where I met up with Ben, Caleb, Luke, Stu, and Evelyn to hike up Apache and ski a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couloir&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-25u0_5II/AAAAAAAAA4Y/8na0Ght0yj8/s1600-h/IMG_3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-25u0_5II/AAAAAAAAA4Y/8na0Ght0yj8/s400/IMG_3895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219591596084814978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An early morning start allowed us to watch the sunrise.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aplenglow&lt;/span&gt; from the sun on the Indian Peaks was breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-3_mBqt2I/AAAAAAAAA4g/sga6z9tyHOs/s1600-h/IMG_4036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-3_mBqt2I/AAAAAAAAA4g/sga6z9tyHOs/s400/IMG_4036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219592796312876898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Ben celebrating his descent that finished with him skiing across the water just behind him.  It was a great day of hiking and skiing.  For a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;detailed&lt;/span&gt; description of the day,  see &lt;a href="http://runsturun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stu's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-4S5OcN3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/FAVgNeqJkIA/s1600-h/DSCN1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-4S5OcN3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/FAVgNeqJkIA/s400/DSCN1863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219593127884240754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finished the never ending 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July day by watching fireworks in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nederland&lt;/span&gt;.  Evelyn, Caleb, Luke, an Nichole waiting for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-5IWGCbYI/AAAAAAAAA44/NP5-oRzmf2c/s1600-h/IMG_3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-5IWGCbYI/AAAAAAAAA44/NP5-oRzmf2c/s400/IMG_3489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219594046166691202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-5B6lfu1I/AAAAAAAAA4w/abHe7__PUQk/s1600-h/DSCN1866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-5B6lfu1I/AAAAAAAAA4w/abHe7__PUQk/s400/DSCN1866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219593935703227218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am during the early morning hike and then later on waiting for the fireworks.  It was a good 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July for sure, one that will definitely be talked about for years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1375776053259588073?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1375776053259588073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1375776053259588073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1375776053259588073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1375776053259588073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-4th-with-bang.html' title='July 4th Apache Adventure'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-12tfME8I/AAAAAAAAA4I/Cx9eSmfKIZM/s72-c/DSCN1886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-25421787685742462</id><published>2008-07-05T12:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:55:12.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gold Hill Inn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-0G2spCdI/AAAAAAAAA3w/D4cKpKLe8Tw/s1600-h/DSCN1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-0G2spCdI/AAAAAAAAA3w/D4cKpKLe8Tw/s400/DSCN1860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219588523000662482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every summer The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Melamed&lt;/span&gt; Family gets together at the Gold Hill Inn to celebrate birthday's, anniversaries, father's and mother's day, and just being The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Melameds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-1IoklAyI/AAAAAAAAA34/PTXNS3nJDkE/s1600-h/DSCN1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-1IoklAyI/AAAAAAAAA34/PTXNS3nJDkE/s400/DSCN1858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219589653080113954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A meal at the Gold Hill Inn is a very unique experience because of its rustic ambiance and the great 6 course meal for $31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-1NwP9_LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/akLHdz_q1Ys/s1600-h/DSCN1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-1NwP9_LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/akLHdz_q1Ys/s400/DSCN1857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219589741040499890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Mom, Dad, and brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-25421787685742462?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/25421787685742462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=25421787685742462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/25421787685742462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/25421787685742462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/gold-hill-inn.html' title='The Gold Hill Inn'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SG-0G2spCdI/AAAAAAAAA3w/D4cKpKLe8Tw/s72-c/DSCN1860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6324452300662687785</id><published>2008-07-02T17:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:53:58.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding with the Rents</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went for a wonderful road ride with my parents.  My parents are incredible cyclists.  My dad even dropped me on one climb and my mom was always a few minutes within my dad and me.   Plus, we rode for 2.5 hours.  Its fun to have such fit and outgoing parents.  For those of you familiar with the Boulder area rides, we started on the Peak to Peak at the Gold Hill Rd. and rode to S. St. Vrain.   We dropped down the canyon for a bit and returned back to the Peak to Peak via Raymond/Riverside.  Then it was the Peak to Peak back to the Gold Hill Rd.  Pretty tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGwGcPucEhI/AAAAAAAAA2s/1s1byVoPckE/s1600-h/DSCN1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGwGcPucEhI/AAAAAAAAA2s/1s1byVoPckE/s400/DSCN1853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218553150542975506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGwGhWe4x9I/AAAAAAAAA20/DLXEnvannZ8/s1600-h/DSCN1854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGwGhWe4x9I/AAAAAAAAA20/DLXEnvannZ8/s400/DSCN1854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218553238256142290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I went for a short mountain bike ride on the Sourdough.  Its rocky.  The rest of the day I spent working.  I have lots to get done while I am on "vacation" in Colorado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6324452300662687785?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6324452300662687785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6324452300662687785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6324452300662687785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6324452300662687785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/07/riding-with-rents.html' title='Riding with the Rents'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGwGcPucEhI/AAAAAAAAA2s/1s1byVoPckE/s72-c/DSCN1853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-322642397982723922</id><published>2008-06-30T22:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:22:00.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Brithday Mom!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is my mom's birthday.  She turned, well 40 if you decide &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; age by how active, in good health, and beautiful they are.  We celebrated by going for a nice walk together.  Below is my mom and I during the walk with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Arapahoe&lt;/span&gt; in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGmhnfFp5cI/AAAAAAAAA2c/rMbfioa-848/s1600-h/DSCN1832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGmhnfFp5cI/AAAAAAAAA2c/rMbfioa-848/s400/DSCN1832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217879343017616834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is my mom and dad enjoying the beautiful trail along Four Mile creek during our walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGmiTvP_FwI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_7pjEpf9v0k/s1600-h/DSCN1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGmiTvP_FwI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_7pjEpf9v0k/s400/DSCN1849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217880103270160130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-322642397982723922?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/322642397982723922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=322642397982723922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/322642397982723922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/322642397982723922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-brithday-mom.html' title='Happy Brithday Mom!!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGmhnfFp5cI/AAAAAAAAA2c/rMbfioa-848/s72-c/DSCN1832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8758181815990683765</id><published>2008-06-30T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:13:36.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Days Back in Colorado</title><content type='html'>I have spent my first few days back in Colorado being a typical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boulderite&lt;/span&gt;.  I went to &lt;a href="http://www.northboulderchiropractic.com/"&gt;North Boulder Chiropractic&lt;/a&gt; to see Dr. Dave, who works miracles, I swear!  Then I headed down the street to get a latte at &lt;a href="http://www.amantecoffee.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amante&lt;/span&gt; Coffee&lt;/a&gt;.  I went for a run on the Switzerland Trail AND I even went for a road ride.  My first road ride in 6 months!  I knew that every cyclist in Boulder would be heading west to enjoy the mountain rides, so I headed east to enjoy my favorite roads to train on during the winter. Luckily, the fields are still green and the mountains still have some snow on them.  Oh so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGmgLHBgrMI/AAAAAAAAA2U/0t6UDmysqJc/s1600-h/DSCN1818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGmgLHBgrMI/AAAAAAAAA2U/0t6UDmysqJc/s400/DSCN1818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217877756009819330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8758181815990683765?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8758181815990683765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8758181815990683765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8758181815990683765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8758181815990683765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-days-back-in-colorado.html' title='First Days Back in Colorado'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGmgLHBgrMI/AAAAAAAAA2U/0t6UDmysqJc/s72-c/DSCN1818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7093851068947801267</id><published>2008-06-27T19:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:01:53.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving to Colorado</title><content type='html'>Caleb and I left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guanajuato&lt;/span&gt; mid-day on Tuesday.  The plan was to drive to Monterrey Mexico where we would stay the night in order to cross the border in the morning on Wednesday.  However, as we approached Monterrey we still had an hour or so of day light left and figured we would just drive the 1.5-2 hours to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nuevo&lt;/span&gt; Laredo and cross the border into Laredo, TX.  I was a little tentative about crossing the border at night but it turned out that crossing the border was very simple and safe.  Caleb and I spent Wednesday and Thursday driving across ALL of Texas, the pan handle of Oklahoma, and the southeastern part of Colorado.  Believe it or not, the drive was very beautiful. My favorite part is the wind farms in northern Texas.  I love the contrast in the first photo below, oil rigs in the midst of a wind farm.  It is pretty cool to see the change from a petroleum state to a renewable energy state so evident.  The second photo is just my fascination with wind farms.  I find them to be surreal and mesmerizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWLtsAje5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/5s4r2qn5_dw/s1600-h/DSCN1812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWLtsAje5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/5s4r2qn5_dw/s400/DSCN1812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216729360402447250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWLznGXkjI/AAAAAAAAA2M/OZK2O8Qf02c/s1600-h/DSCN1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWLznGXkjI/AAAAAAAAA2M/OZK2O8Qf02c/s400/DSCN1813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216729462163870258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7093851068947801267?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7093851068947801267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7093851068947801267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7093851068947801267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7093851068947801267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/06/driving-home.html' title='Driving to Colorado'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWLtsAje5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/5s4r2qn5_dw/s72-c/DSCN1812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-627778023663375280</id><published>2008-06-27T19:17:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:02:24.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan and Caleb's Excellent Adventure (Part II) - San Miguel de Allende and Guanajuato</title><content type='html'>Caleb and I left Mexico City last Sunday afternoon to head to Colorado.  However, we did manage to pull an all nighter the night before we left partying away on my roof top terrace.  The occasion for the party?  My very good friend Abraham is moving to England for 6 months : (  I will definitely miss him while he is gone.  Abraham and his wife, Pilar, have been incredible friends during my time in Mexico.  The party also in many ways was a send off for me too and I was happy to spend my last night in Mexico City dancing away the night with all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, Caleb, Endo, and I drove Sunday afternoon to San Miguel de Allende, which is a quaint little town about 3 hours north of Mexico City.  The town is beautiful but pretty run over by gringos.  Below is a picture of Endo and me in the main square.  The second picture is of the main church in San Miguel de Allende late in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWG4flpVxI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xlSGEnXoWXU/s1600-h/DSCN1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWG4flpVxI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xlSGEnXoWXU/s400/DSCN1781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216724048488781586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWG_3lBl2I/AAAAAAAAA10/zW6hP_8RWcI/s1600-h/DSCN1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWG_3lBl2I/AAAAAAAAA10/zW6hP_8RWcI/s400/DSCN1789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216724175187711842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Monday we drove an incredible road 45 minutes west to Guanajuato city.  Guanajuato is incredible!  We definitley enjoyed our stay there, minus the horrible beds in the terrible hostel we stayed in.  Guanajuato is an old mining town and the city was built above the mines.  The result is that the major roads of Guanajuato are in underground tunnels and the streets above are so narrow that cars can't make it through, making Guanajuato a very pedestrian friendly town.  It is fun to just explore and get lost for hours in the narrow pedestrian streets above ground.  At times I felt like I was cruising the streets of Vienna while in Guanajuato.  The town has a pretty European feel to it.  I highly recommend visiting Guanajuato!  Below is a picture of Guanajuato, it doesn't do the city justice but it gives you an idea of how cool Guanajuato is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWHJUAljMI/AAAAAAAAA18/HolcuGeDaH8/s1600-h/DSCN1810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWHJUAljMI/AAAAAAAAA18/HolcuGeDaH8/s400/DSCN1810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216724337438330050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-627778023663375280?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/627778023663375280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=627778023663375280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/627778023663375280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/627778023663375280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/06/megan-and-calebs-excellent-adventure_27.html' title='Megan and Caleb&apos;s Excellent Adventure (Part II) - San Miguel de Allende and Guanajuato'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SGWG4flpVxI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xlSGEnXoWXU/s72-c/DSCN1781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4705880965435785147</id><published>2008-06-15T15:21:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:06:29.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan and Caleb's Excellent Adventure - Oaxaca State</title><content type='html'>My brother, Caleb, arrived in Mexico City on June 4th.  On June 6th, we took off to explore the state of Oaxaca.  First stop was Oaxaca City.  The rainy season has just begun here and the road from Mexico City to Oaxaca had several rock slides.  Here is a view of the scene while we waited for a rock slide to be cleared.  The bus driver used the delay to to his advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV8ld3x0mI/AAAAAAAAA0c/diHgfWSDd_A/s1600-h/DSCN1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV8ld3x0mI/AAAAAAAAA0c/diHgfWSDd_A/s400/DSCN1693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212209126866801250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oaxaca is a very beautiful city with many churches.  However, the Santo Domingo church is by far the most beautiful, especially at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV891Sj_VI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ilFyQW9TZpQ/s1600-h/DSCN1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV891Sj_VI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ilFyQW9TZpQ/s400/DSCN1698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212209545470016850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oaxaca has many traditional foods.  One of which is mole.  Caleb and I learned how to make mole from scratch during a cooking class we took.  We also went to the market to eat traditional Tlayudas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV9zoeM_RI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Gl-U-rtQe8Y/s1600-h/DSCN1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV9zoeM_RI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Gl-U-rtQe8Y/s400/DSCN1723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210469742116114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And had hot chocolate with bread. The Oaxaca region is very well know for its chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV-FRsEYSI/AAAAAAAAA00/8od17PoczL0/s1600-h/DSCN1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV-FRsEYSI/AAAAAAAAA00/8od17PoczL0/s400/DSCN1726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210772863901986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also explored the ruins of Monte Alban.  The foggy, rainy weather made the ruins even more magical than they already are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV-PSkpAeI/AAAAAAAAA08/4Mdn43cFAfs/s1600-h/DSCN1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV-PSkpAeI/AAAAAAAAA08/4Mdn43cFAfs/s400/DSCN1722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210944899875298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After spending the weekend in the city, we were ready to see the sun, surf, and relax on the beaches near Puerto Escondido.  The road from Oaxaca to Puerto Escondido takes you from about 5,ooo ft. to to the Pacific Ocean by passing through the Sierras, an extraordinary mountain range.  The van ride took 6 hours and for those of you from the Boulder area, it was equivalent to ascending and descending Fourmile canyon over and over again for 6 hours straight.  However, it was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFWB0dtZQkI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Ca5di4i9zxY/s1600-h/DSCN1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFWB0dtZQkI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Ca5di4i9zxY/s400/DSCN1733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212214882079425090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon arriving in Puerto Escondido, we were greeted with a tropical storm.  I have never seen it rain so hard.  Luckily, the weather cleared up a few hours after we arrived and it looked like we just might be able to have the beach vacation of sun, surfing, and relaxing that we had planned.  The best beach for learning how to surf in Puerto Escondido is Playa Carrizalillo.  Here is a view of the beach from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV_5EzEv4I/AAAAAAAAA1M/AdBEOHJaf44/s1600-h/DSCN1772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV_5EzEv4I/AAAAAAAAA1M/AdBEOHJaf44/s400/DSCN1772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212212762268450690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caleb catching a wave with a little help from our instructor Julio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFWAYjFI2FI/AAAAAAAAA1U/KKB8PX6QuCE/s1600-h/DSCN1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFWAYjFI2FI/AAAAAAAAA1U/KKB8PX6QuCE/s400/DSCN1770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212213302973225042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also took a 2.5 hour boat ride put into the Pacific searching for dolphins.  We didn't see any dolphins but we did see lots of sea turtles mating and enjoyed the views of the Oaxacan coast with the Sierras in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFWA22kujHI/AAAAAAAAA1c/hjYCkVUewsM/s1600-h/DSCN1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFWA22kujHI/AAAAAAAAA1c/hjYCkVUewsM/s400/DSCN1758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212213823602068594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to head back to Mexico City last Thursday afternoon.  But Caleb was enjoying Puerto Escondido so much that he decided to stay until Monday.  For those travelers out there, the state of Oaxaca is a must see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4705880965435785147?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4705880965435785147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4705880965435785147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4705880965435785147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4705880965435785147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/06/megan-and-calebs-excellent-adventure.html' title='Megan and Caleb&apos;s Excellent Adventure - Oaxaca State'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SFV8ld3x0mI/AAAAAAAAA0c/diHgfWSDd_A/s72-c/DSCN1693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-5068047259154742974</id><published>2008-06-03T10:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T11:03:57.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajusco from Afar</title><content type='html'>I continually mention that I went mountain biking at Ajusco this weekend or that weekend.  But what exactly is Ajusco.  Ajusco is the tallest mountain in a mountain range to the southwest of Mexico City.  I drive about half way up Ajusco to a park called San Nicolas (or as the locals call it, las llantas, which means tires.  The parking area has a lot of car tires used to terrace the hill side).  On clear sunny days, like today, I get a good view of Ajusco from my roof deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SEVq6m8rCKI/AAAAAAAAAz4/lE6Hd8eR_3M/s1600-h/DSCN1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SEVq6m8rCKI/AAAAAAAAAz4/lE6Hd8eR_3M/s400/DSCN1691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207686099243829410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-5068047259154742974?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/5068047259154742974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=5068047259154742974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5068047259154742974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5068047259154742974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/06/ajusco-from-afar.html' title='Ajusco from Afar'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SEVq6m8rCKI/AAAAAAAAAz4/lE6Hd8eR_3M/s72-c/DSCN1691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1359911137098231722</id><published>2008-06-02T13:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:57:50.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its in the details</title><content type='html'>The place where I live in Mexico consists of 3 apartments.  Two of the apartments (one of which I occupy) are essentially a duplex.  The third apartment is in the back of the lot and was designed as an artist studio.  Currently, the artist studio is being used as an office by two photographers.  Last Wednesday (I know, its has taken me a while to actually sit down and write this), one of the photographers invited me to the opening of his art show at a gallery more towards the center of town.  Considering I see the photographer everyday, I thought I better drag myself across town to his opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening was from 7-10pm and it should have taken me about 30 minutes on the metro to get there.  I left my house at 7:30 with plenty of time to spare.  Mexico City reserves the first 2 trains on the metro for just women and children from 4pm to 8pm.  So when I got the metro I took advantage of this and got on one of the reserved trains.  Now, I don't know what it is about men, but my sense of security on the metro increases about 10 fold when there are no men on my train.  It has less to do with someone robbing or violating me or and more to do with the fact the men get angry very easily causing words and often pushes then punches to be exchanged.  Rarely does this occur between women.  In any case, I thought I was on my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the train stopped . . . for 20 minutes and not at a stop either.  The trains don't have a/c so when its not moving, which causes at least air flow, it gets extremely stuffy and a bit claustrophobic inside the trains.  By the time the train got to the next stop it was after 8pm and men pushed their way onto the previous all female trains.  The metro was PACKED with people.  We finally got moving and eventually arrived at the next stop.  More people pushed their way onto the train.  When the doors tried to close, they couldn't.  Some men started to exchange words about who was blocking the door from shutting, etc. and a couple pushes were exchange.  After 15 minutes, the train was still stopped and I couldn't deal anymore so I pushed my way off the train and figured I would just take a taxi to the opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon exiting the metro station, one of the women that had been in the same train car as me approached me.  We both complained about how slow the metro was.  She offered to share a taxi with me to the next metro station where we could get on another metro line that would bring us both to our destinations.  It was evident that we had to get a taxi right away because more and more people were opting to take a taxi rather than wait for the metro to get going again.  We flagged down a taxi and were on our way to the next station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I offered to pay the taxi ride since the smallest bill I had on me was 100 pesos (about $10) and no change.  The cab ride probably took about 10 minutes and the meter said the cost was 15 pesos (about $1.50, yes taxis are super cheap here by US standards).  I gave the taxi driver my 100 and he immediately asked if I had any change.  Yup, here in Mexico it is often difficult to get change for a 100 peso bill.  Just imagine in the US some store or taxi driver saying they didn't have change for $10.   But it happens all the time to me here.  Luckily, the woman I was with saw this coming and already had 15 pesos waiting.  I felt bad that she had to pay the taxi ride because to me, 15 pesos is nothing.  But most people commute on the metro in Mexico City because it costs 2 pesos (yes, that is 20 cents).  Commuting by any other means (taxi, personal car, and even some of the buses) is just too expensive for many people.  Whether or not 15 pesos was a lot for this woman to pay I do not know, but it still bothered me that I was unable to pay the fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The least I could do though was pay for her entrance into the metro station with my card.  A whole 2 pesos.  In any case, the next metro line we took was rather empty and I was able to have a good conversation with the woman I shared the taxi with.  Turns out last Wednesday happened to be some saint's day and everyone was going to a specific church on the previous metro line we were on.  They essentially offer the saint a doll and in return, the saint is supposed to grant them a wish.  This country is extremely religious and these types of things are a huge part of their culture.  I will save my comments on what I think about religion in this country for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the metro line, the woman and I would be going our separate ways.  We finally introduced ourselves by name.  Claudia walked me to the metro line I wanted to get on and we exchanged phone numbers.  I was very grateful for her looking after me.  It is very easy to plan a trip across the city by metro but if something goes wrong and you are forced to go out onto the street to find another means to get to your destination, you are at a complete lost to where you exactly are and what direction you even want to go in.  This city is just so large and the streets are not gridded.  Think of Boston, not Manhattan.  With Claudia's help though, I was reoriented and on my way.  It just goes to show that there are people out there that do things out of the goodness of their heart and for no other reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the opening at about 9:15pm.  Unfortunately, the opening was rather disappointing.  There were approximately 10 photos, none of which caught my attention.  I stayed maybe 15 minutes and caught a taxi home, which cost me 40 pesos ($4).  Sometimes its just better to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fresas&lt;/span&gt; (snobby or stuck up) and take a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I often don't mention the little details of everyday life here.  But these little details are what make up my life here in Mexico.  The small details about the metro reserving 2 trains for only women and children, the fact that no one ever has change for $10, the large differences between men and women in this city (and in general), the generosity of others, how big and overwhelming Mexico City is, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of the little details, as of May 1st (I think it was), Mexico City no longer allows smoking in any closed public areas.  YEAH!!!!  This means all the bars, discos, clubs, restaurants, etc. are smoke free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1359911137098231722?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1359911137098231722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1359911137098231722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1359911137098231722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1359911137098231722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-in-details.html' title='Its in the details'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-3100013552885886570</id><published>2008-05-26T09:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T09:31:48.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bolder Boulder</title><content type='html'>Memorial Day is a big day for The Melamed family because of the Bolder Boulder, a 10K running race in Boulder.  The race started 30 years ago and my mom ran in the first Bolder Boulder and has run in every single one since.  She is a Bolder Boulder Boldest!!  I used to run in the Bolder Boulder myself since I was in third grade but when bike racing took priority, I began to crew for my mom and anyone else in the family who was running.  This Memorial Day though, I am in Mexico City at work.  I am missing everything there is to miss about the Bolder Boulder.  I am especially missing one of my favorite parts, the Air Force fly over and sky divers at Folsom field.  Anyway, to all of you running or participating in the Bolder Boulder in some way, I am thinking about you from Mexico City.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-3100013552885886570?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/3100013552885886570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=3100013552885886570' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3100013552885886570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3100013552885886570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/05/bolder-boulder.html' title='The Bolder Boulder'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2900595236236999756</id><published>2008-05-25T20:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:31:49.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>I have 2 pear trees outside my apartment and the first pear fell from the tree today.  How exciting is that?  I've never had a fruit true in my yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDoS1W8rCJI/AAAAAAAAAzw/llasE2msnVY/s1600-h/DSCN1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDoS1W8rCJI/AAAAAAAAAzw/llasE2msnVY/s400/DSCN1688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204493027282454674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2900595236236999756?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2900595236236999756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2900595236236999756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2900595236236999756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2900595236236999756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/05/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDoS1W8rCJI/AAAAAAAAAzw/llasE2msnVY/s72-c/DSCN1688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8358535569671248721</id><published>2008-05-21T19:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T19:25:26.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's See, What Have I Been Up To?</title><content type='html'>A few Friday's ago Ivan, Carolina, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sarai&lt;/span&gt;, Wolfgang, and I spent our lunch eating all you can eat hard tacos and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pazole&lt;/span&gt;.  Included in the all you can eat is a beer of your choice and a bottle of tequila for the table.  Returning to work after such a meal was, well, impossible.  We just all hung out instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDS7W8uvx8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/OxGnQ8CatEM/s1600-h/DSCN1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDS7W8uvx8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/OxGnQ8CatEM/s400/DSCN1681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202989472453478338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dinamos&lt;/span&gt; with my friend Victor.  I seem to have explored the city more than my friends that are from here.  So I get to be the tour guide.  After going for an hour long hike, Victor and I enjoyed fresh trout, tacos, soup, beers, and cafe con &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leche&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDS7lcuvx9I/AAAAAAAAAzg/K-Bmobrs_eM/s1600-h/DSCN1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDS7lcuvx9I/AAAAAAAAAzg/K-Bmobrs_eM/s400/DSCN1682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202989721561581522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday I participated in yet another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; bike race and WON!!!  But this time I had competition.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, it was only one other person but I still won.  I did manage to crash on a pretty technical decent and I have a nice big bruise on my right butt cheek.  I have no pics from the race and I thought posting a photo of my bruise was probably not appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this week I have been in a workshop with some German colleagues.  We definitely talked about some interesting science and health issues as they relate to Mexico City air pollution.  But the best part of the workshop is that is was held at a conference room in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;UNAM's&lt;/span&gt; botanical gardens.  I think these gardens are one of the hidden treasures in Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDS7v8uvx-I/AAAAAAAAAzo/dzogU3mh7Ao/s1600-h/DSCN1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDS7v8uvx-I/AAAAAAAAAzo/dzogU3mh7Ao/s400/DSCN1687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202989901950207970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next big adventures on my list are that my bro is coming in a couple weeks and we will be exploring Mexico together.  Then I will be heading to Colorado at the end of June to party it up with my parents to celebrate their 35&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary and my mom's 60&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!!!!  I should be in Colorado for about 3 weeks!!  I am looking forward to the next couple months for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8358535569671248721?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8358535569671248721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8358535569671248721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8358535569671248721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8358535569671248721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/05/lets-see-what-have-i-been-up-to.html' title='Let&apos;s See, What Have I Been Up To?'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SDS7W8uvx8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/OxGnQ8CatEM/s72-c/DSCN1681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1587643123172103488</id><published>2008-05-12T20:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:53:00.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico City Air Pollution</title><content type='html'>I frequently get asked how bad the air pollution is in Mexico City.  Well, it depends on the time of year but this past week has been pretty bad.  Let me give you an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be talking about the pollutant ozone.  The former head of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NOAA&lt;/span&gt; lab where I worked referred to "the good, the bad, and the ugly" of ozone.  If ozone is located in the stratosphere (i.e. the ozone layer), ozone is incredibly good because it prevents very harmful sun rays from getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;to the&lt;/span&gt; Earth's surface thus allowing us to inhabit the planet.  However, if ozone is located in the troposphere (the layer of the atmosphere closest to the Earth' surface) it is bad because it causes respiratory illnesses and it also damages plants.  The ugly part of ozone is that when ozone is in the troposphere, it also acts as a greenhouse gas.   Needless to say, due to ozone's effects on human health, the US Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) just reduced the ozone standard in the US from 80 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt; (parts per billion by volume) to 75 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt; average over an 8-hour period.  That is, over an 8-hour period the average concentration of ozone cannot exceed 75 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see how bad the ozone pollution was in Mexico City this past Saturday, May 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, which happened to be mother's day here.  The highest consecutive ozone concentrations in the part of the city I live in on Saturday were as follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00pm    111 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:00pm    118 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00pm    145 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00pm    155 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00pm    172 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00pm    159 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm    145 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00pm    92 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8-hour average is 137 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ppbv&lt;/span&gt;, almost double the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;EPA's&lt;/span&gt; standard!   So yes, the pollution is pretty bad here and Mother's day was one of the worst days I have seen recently (although I think the city breaks the EPA standard almost daily).  One of the reasons that the ozone levels were so high on Mother's Day is that the mother is the most important figure in a Mexican family.  Therefore, the 22 million people that live in Mexico City were all trying to get to their mothers.  I am not joking, the traffic was horrible, worse than during the week.  This greatly contributed to the high ozone levels.  Kind of crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1587643123172103488?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1587643123172103488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1587643123172103488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1587643123172103488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1587643123172103488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/05/mexico-city-air-pollution.html' title='Mexico City Air Pollution'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6412259640217432437</id><published>2008-04-25T19:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:43:27.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Personal Carpenter</title><content type='html'>I am fortunate enough to know this rather talented guy.  Not only is he capable of making me smile on a daily basis, but it also turns out that he is rather good at making furniture.  Today, I received my first shipment from my carpenter, 3 bedside tables.  They are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;varnished&lt;/span&gt; yet but these things are very well made.  Push in the drawers and they pop open.  They weigh a ton and are super solid.  We are not talking about Target furniture here.  I was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJ5WHFvG7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/ZHUYZN45nDw/s1600-h/DSCN1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJ5WHFvG7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/ZHUYZN45nDw/s400/DSCN1680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193346741078793138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the next couple of weeks I will get a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; bedside table, a bookcase, a console, and a TV stand.  All handmade by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vander&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6412259640217432437?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6412259640217432437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6412259640217432437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6412259640217432437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6412259640217432437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-own-personal-carpenter.html' title='My Own Personal Carpenter'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJ5WHFvG7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/ZHUYZN45nDw/s72-c/DSCN1680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7630271360407328597</id><published>2008-04-25T18:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:14:58.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Anthropologist</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday I went on an adventure to Chapultepec Park to find a very specific book at the National Anthropology Museum.  You see, about a month ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vander&lt;/span&gt; went to visit his uncle in a remote pueblo in the state of Veracruz.  While there he bought me these hard to find handmade Aztec stamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJxAXFvG3I/AAAAAAAAAxM/kZDX5_A9BE0/s1600-h/DSCN1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJxAXFvG3I/AAAAAAAAAxM/kZDX5_A9BE0/s400/DSCN1676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193337571323616114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vander&lt;/span&gt; had mentioned that he once saw a book at the National Anthropology Museum containing definitions of all the Aztec symbols and figures.  On Tuesday morning I got on the metro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;with t&lt;/span&gt;he mission of finding the book for him.  I was pleasantly surprised to find Chapultepec Park empty on a week day morning and I couldn't help but notice how beautiful the entrance to the park is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJyEXFvG4I/AAAAAAAAAxU/iTUEq7BsmPs/s1600-h/DSCN1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJyEXFvG4I/AAAAAAAAAxU/iTUEq7BsmPs/s400/DSCN1669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193338739554720642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I walked across the park to the National Anthropology Museum.  This is the largest museum in Latin America.  It would take days to get through the entire museum, which is divided up into 21 different rooms that each describe either a different time period or a different culture of Mexico.  The museum is a must see for any visitor in Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJy4XFvG5I/AAAAAAAAAxc/xuCZz7-ft8c/s1600-h/DSCN1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJy4XFvG5I/AAAAAAAAAxc/xuCZz7-ft8c/s400/DSCN1670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193339632907918226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found one book while at the museum that contained some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aztec&lt;/span&gt; symbols and figures but I didn't see the book that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vander&lt;/span&gt; was talking about.  Although my adventure didn't exactly end up as I expected, I must say that visiting Chapultepec Park on a weekday was well worth the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7630271360407328597?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7630271360407328597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7630271360407328597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7630271360407328597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7630271360407328597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/04/playing-anthropologist.html' title='Playing Anthropologist'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SBJxAXFvG3I/AAAAAAAAAxM/kZDX5_A9BE0/s72-c/DSCN1676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7072488859651527417</id><published>2008-04-20T18:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:55:40.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still a winner if . . .</title><content type='html'>1.  I trained for 1.5 hours in the past 6 weeks?  (It also happened that during those 1.5 hours I was suffering from some stomach problems.)&lt;br /&gt;2.  I refuse to put my chamois on more than 30 minutes before the race and decide instead to take a photo of an essential part of every bike race, port-o-potties!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvXDwyaBFI/AAAAAAAAAxE/eLAqpvBjFVE/s1600-h/DSCN1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvXDwyaBFI/AAAAAAAAAxE/eLAqpvBjFVE/s400/DSCN1657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191479455110530130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3.  I get to the start line and there are 6 elite women (i.e. pro women) and one experta woman (me) ?&lt;br /&gt;3.  Since I am the only one in my category, I stop during the race to take photos of the terrain and myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvWQwyaBCI/AAAAAAAAAws/BsQsZW1GUWY/s1600-h/DSCN1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvWQwyaBCI/AAAAAAAAAws/BsQsZW1GUWY/s400/DSCN1659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191478578937201698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvWXwyaBDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rp1mpXeh8ng/s1600-h/DSCN1661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvWXwyaBDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/rp1mpXeh8ng/s400/DSCN1661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191478699196286002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4.  I smile for the photographers on the course?&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am the only one standing on the podium and I have a huge grin, as if I won the Olympics or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvWhAyaBEI/AAAAAAAAAw8/FwhAmBR3HVc/s1600-h/DSCN1667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvWhAyaBEI/AAAAAAAAAw8/FwhAmBR3HVc/s400/DSCN1667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191478858110075970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I think I am still a winner!  I am taking the Mexico City league experta category this year, watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have been needing to get my knives sharpened for a while now.  I had heard of this guy who rides his bike through the streets blowing a whistle and if you can catch him, he will sharpen your knives.  Well, there are so many different whistles, calls, shouts, etc. from people selling stuff in the streets that I was never able to find the whistle of the knife sharpener guy (that is his official title, at least in my book).  But yesterday on my way to the grocery store I found him.  Check out how he sharpens my knives!  How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvVwAyaBBI/AAAAAAAAAwk/J8O10bf1Gpg/s1600-h/DSCN1654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvVwAyaBBI/AAAAAAAAAwk/J8O10bf1Gpg/s400/DSCN1654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191478016296485906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My knives are extremely sharp now.  All for $3.00.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7072488859651527417?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7072488859651527417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7072488859651527417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7072488859651527417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7072488859651527417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-still-winner-if.html' title='I am still a winner if . . .'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAvXDwyaBFI/AAAAAAAAAxE/eLAqpvBjFVE/s72-c/DSCN1657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1340905518519253701</id><published>2008-04-18T10:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:40:36.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Work Adventure</title><content type='html'>A German colleague, Hendrik, has been visiting our group at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UNAM&lt;/span&gt; for the past week.  He developed an instrument in Germany for our group here.  The goal of the instrument is to remotely take images of volcanic and power plant plumes that are color coded to the concentration of SO2 within the plume.  Its a very handy measurement to have because we can be kilometers from the plume and figure out the concentrations within the plume.  Henrik and I decided to test the instrument by going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cortez&lt;/span&gt; to measure SO2 emissions from the active volcano &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Popocatépetl&lt;/span&gt; (5,636 m or 18,500 ft).  But as luck would have it, it was cloudy and we couldn't see the volcanic plume from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt;.  Here is Henrik with his instrument and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt; in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjFtqvP0mI/AAAAAAAAAwM/WxWEQ86Y-J0/s1600-h/DSCN1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjFtqvP0mI/AAAAAAAAAwM/WxWEQ86Y-J0/s400/DSCN1645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190615958901740130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon arriving to the refuge where we take our measurements from, we met a very nice man named Miguel.  Miguel is retired and a widower.  Since he has no commitments, he spends the majority of his time at the refuge greeting climbers and climbing himself.  Although you can't climb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt; right now because it is active, on the other side of the pass is the non-active &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Iztaccíhuatl&lt;/span&gt; (5,230m or 17,159ft) and climbers stay at the refuge on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cortez&lt;/span&gt; at 4,000m (13,123 ft) before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;summitting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Izta&lt;/span&gt;.  Here is a picture of Miguel and I with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Izta&lt;/span&gt; in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjIBKvP0nI/AAAAAAAAAwU/X01suenxgCU/s1600-h/DSCN1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjIBKvP0nI/AAAAAAAAAwU/X01suenxgCU/s400/DSCN1648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190618492932444786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miguel convinced Henrik and I to stay the night at the refuge with him since the probability of it being clear in the morning was much higher.  Henrik and I did not come prepared to stay the night but Miguel provided us with everything we possibly could need, plus more.  We were treated to a wonderful meal of soup, salad, pasta, and wine in addition to some incredible hot chocolate.  We got to hear plenty of fascinating stories from Miguel and see numerous photos from his time on the pass.   Miguel woke up us early the following morning to inform us that there were clouds and measurements were probably not a possibility.  Needless to say, we had bad luck making measurements, but we had great luck with our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt; also got to join in on the fun at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Cortez&lt;/span&gt;.  After being in the city for months on end, I think he was glad to be in the mountains again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjKkavP0oI/AAAAAAAAAwc/koR7Kw3kwkY/s1600-h/DSCN1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjKkavP0oI/AAAAAAAAAwc/koR7Kw3kwkY/s400/DSCN1651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190621297546089090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1340905518519253701?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1340905518519253701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1340905518519253701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1340905518519253701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1340905518519253701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/04/work-adventure.html' title='A Work Adventure'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjFtqvP0mI/AAAAAAAAAwM/WxWEQ86Y-J0/s72-c/DSCN1645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4071041799886747994</id><published>2008-04-18T10:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T10:52:17.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Amante</title><content type='html'>When &lt;a href="http://www.amantecoffee.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Amante&lt;/span&gt; Coffee&lt;/a&gt; opened in Boulder, CO a few years back I was so excited.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amante&lt;/span&gt; was pretty much where I could be found when I was writing my PhD dissertation.  I spent many hours there with either a lovely latte or a nice glass if wine writing away.  I was definitely sad to leave Boulder and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Amante&lt;/span&gt; scene when I came to Mexico.  BUT, about a month ago, a new coffee shop opened around the corner from my house in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt;.  Its called &lt;a href="http://www.societysignaturecoffees.com/menu.htm"&gt;Society Signature Coffees&lt;/a&gt;.   Although their coffee standard is not nearly as high as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Amante's&lt;/span&gt;, the ambiance is very similar to that of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Amante&lt;/span&gt;.  Society just might end up being my new office when I begin to write journal articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjCXqvP0lI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yv0vWYtqAac/s1600-h/DSCN1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjCXqvP0lI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yv0vWYtqAac/s400/DSCN1643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190612282409734738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4071041799886747994?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4071041799886747994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4071041799886747994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4071041799886747994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4071041799886747994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-amante.html' title='My New Amante'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/SAjCXqvP0lI/AAAAAAAAAwE/yv0vWYtqAac/s72-c/DSCN1643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1640937353368868069</id><published>2008-04-08T15:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:52:14.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simpsons vs. Baywatch</title><content type='html'>Today I found this great &lt;a href="http://www.eluniversal.com.mx/espectaculos/82498.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; (its in Spanish though) about the TV channel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Televen&lt;/span&gt; in Venezuela.  The Venezuelan government kindly suggested that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Televen&lt;/span&gt; should take The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt; off the air because the show infringes on the national norm and contains messages that are not appropriate for children and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adolescents&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Televen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;obeyed&lt;/span&gt; the governments request and replaced The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt; with Baywatch, a show that has yet to receive scrutiny from the government.  WHAT?!  Baywatch is better than The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;?  Come on Chávez, lets get real.  Chávez has also banned the use of words like "password" and "email" in the work place.  Instead people must say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;contraseña&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;correo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;eléctronico&lt;/span&gt;."  Chávez feels the use of the English words in a Spanish speaking country is part of the USA's plan to take over the world.  Just thought I would share some news that we receive here in Mexico that you may not receive in the USA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1640937353368868069?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1640937353368868069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1640937353368868069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1640937353368868069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1640937353368868069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/04/simpsons-vs-baywatch.html' title='The Simpsons vs. Baywatch'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-4285338846877982898</id><published>2008-04-06T18:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:35:59.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From all the emails . . .</title><content type='html'>I received about the lack of blog postings, I decided it was time to update my blog.  Actually, I didn't receive one email from anyone about the lack of blog posts but I am hoping there are still a few of you out there that read my blog and in fact did wonder why I hadn't put a new post up in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really don't have a reason for not putting up a new post in a while except that life has seemed busier lately than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a photo of the Mexico City Mouse Trap (at least that is what I call it).  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;large&lt;/span&gt; flag in the middle is very impressive.  I took this today while heading to Home Depot.  I wanted to buy a grill but Home Depot had a terrible selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R_lb34KKDGI/AAAAAAAAAvo/50KcoAAWbsk/s1600-h/DSCN1641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R_lb34KKDGI/AAAAAAAAAvo/50KcoAAWbsk/s400/DSCN1641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186277461419756642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, my friend Colleen visited me from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; March 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to April 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;.  Here is a list of the things we did:&lt;br /&gt;•Very nice dinner at Hacienda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Morelos&lt;/span&gt; with Colleen's boyfriend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Fadi&lt;/span&gt; and his friends Rodrigo and Irene&lt;br /&gt;•Ate a very traditional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Posole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;comida&lt;/span&gt; (i.e. lunch) with my friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Vander&lt;/span&gt; and Delibes&lt;br /&gt;•Went to a breakfast to celebrate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Suzzi's&lt;/span&gt; (Abraham's daughter) baptism&lt;br /&gt;•Colleen got a taste of the Mexico City salsa scene at Mama Rumba&lt;br /&gt;•We went for a nice walk at Los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Dinamos&lt;/span&gt;, which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;followed&lt;/span&gt; by a fresh trout feast for Colleen&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Lots&lt;/span&gt; of long walks with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More posts to come this week.  That I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-4285338846877982898?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/4285338846877982898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=4285338846877982898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4285338846877982898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/4285338846877982898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-all-emails.html' title='From all the emails . . .'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R_lb34KKDGI/AAAAAAAAAvo/50KcoAAWbsk/s72-c/DSCN1641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6016335278482001320</id><published>2008-03-25T23:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T07:53:25.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Essentials</title><content type='html'>I tend to have people over to my house often whether it is for a nice sit down meal or it is to watch a movie.  I have learned that there are some items that I must always have on hand in my kitchen.  Some of these items include a combination of dark and light beers, limes, hot sauce, and HOMEMADE beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-nimjfzbHI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GcUlS_4tWrA/s1600-h/DSCN1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-nimjfzbHI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GcUlS_4tWrA/s400/DSCN1636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181921998258007154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made the mistake once of serving beans from a can and everyone knew right away that they were not homemade.  Before arriving in Mexico I had never made my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;refried&lt;/span&gt; beans but now I like to think I am an expert.  After all, my Mexican friends think I make some pretty darn good beans.  The recipe is actually pretty simple. Put some black beans in a pot and cover with twice as much water.  Let the beans sit over night.  The next day, boil the beans for 2-3 hours adding salt half way through the boiling time.  The key is to make sure the beans are really soft after the boiling process.  In a sauce pan, saute a finely chopped onion in about a tablespoon of butter. Add the drained cooked beans and mash them with a potato masher.  If the beans appear too dry, add some of the broth the beans cooked in.  Add salt to taste when done.  Simple as that. Give it a try and trust me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homemade&lt;/span&gt; beans are WAY more yummy then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frijoles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lata&lt;/span&gt; (canned beans)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-njojfzbII/AAAAAAAAAvg/113RbUA-Q4c/s1600-h/DSCN1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-njojfzbII/AAAAAAAAAvg/113RbUA-Q4c/s400/DSCN1634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181923132129373314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6016335278482001320?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6016335278482001320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6016335278482001320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6016335278482001320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6016335278482001320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/kitchen-essentials.html' title='Kitchen Essentials'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-nimjfzbHI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GcUlS_4tWrA/s72-c/DSCN1636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-2264252149357918431</id><published>2008-03-25T23:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:40:01.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rents Visit Continued</title><content type='html'>Well, my parents are already back in Colorado but I didn't blog enough about their trip so I thought I would post a couple more pictures and tell you about everything we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to see any city is to walk around A LOT.   We did some great walks in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt;.  Here are my parents outside of the church La Conchita.  Built in 1521, this church is thought to be the first Christian building in Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-ndcTfzbEI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rGQrXDH2OaU/s1600-h/DSCN1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-ndcTfzbEI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rGQrXDH2OaU/s400/DSCN1623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181916324606209090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also did a lot of walking in Chapultepec park.  We visited the Castillo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Chapultepec as well as the National Anthropology Museum, which is the largest museum in Latin America and is VERY impressive.  It would takes days to get through everything in the museum.  Below is the view from the Castillo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Chapultepec looking down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Reforma&lt;/span&gt; with the monument to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Niños&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Héroes&lt;/span&gt;, 6 young soldiers that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;leapt&lt;/span&gt; to their death from the United Stated Army rather than surrender in 1847, in foreground and the Angel of Independence barely visible in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-neRDfzbFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/9f5jN22ZlJo/s1600-h/DSCN1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-neRDfzbFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/9f5jN22ZlJo/s400/DSCN1625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181917230844308562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my dad and me at the Castillo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Chapultepec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-neWzfzbGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KPiklXwjZQE/s1600-h/DSCN1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-neWzfzbGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KPiklXwjZQE/s400/DSCN1630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181917329628556386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In addition to the above adventures we also ate a nice dinner in La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Condesa&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday night.  Friday night I invited all my friends over for dinner to meet my parents.  On Saturday we went for a nice run where I typically go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; biking and then we hit up the Saturday art market in San Angel where we also ate a great meal at one of the restaurants on the square.  I think that about sums up my parents' visit.  It was good to have them here and I wish more people would come visit and see what an incredible city I live in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-2264252149357918431?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/2264252149357918431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=2264252149357918431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2264252149357918431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/2264252149357918431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/rents-visit-continued.html' title='The Rents Visit Continued'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-ndcTfzbEI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rGQrXDH2OaU/s72-c/DSCN1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7951224686731664891</id><published>2008-03-19T21:31:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:17:36.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rents are in the House</title><content type='html'>Yup, my parents are visiting me.  They got in last night and will be here until Sunday morning.  Their visit is perfect timing because I don't have to work this week, its Semana Santa, i.e. Spring Break.  Today we spent the morning in Coyoacan going for a run in Los Viveros and then took Endo on a walk to the center of Coyoacan.  Here are my parents in the center of Coyoacan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdPzfzbAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/oFHDTEs1axE/s1600-h/DSCN1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdPzfzbAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/oFHDTEs1axE/s400/DSCN1610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179664310044158978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and dad joined Endo in his morning greeting to the coyotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdZTfzbBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/T-evhhVmVL4/s1600-h/DSCN1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdZTfzbBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/T-evhhVmVL4/s400/DSCN1611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179664473252916242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then headed to the Centro Historico.  First we grabbed a bite to eat at a very nice restaurant that over looks the Cathedral on the Zocalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdjDfzbCI/AAAAAAAAAuY/uTLjEcz3mSc/s1600-h/DSCN1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdjDfzbCI/AAAAAAAAAuY/uTLjEcz3mSc/s400/DSCN1612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179664640756640802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next was a visit to Palacio Nacional, which is similar to visiting The White House.  In the Palacio Nacional is an incredible mural by Diego Rivera depicting the history of Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdtDfzbDI/AAAAAAAAAug/jH8WFEYjUIY/s1600-h/DSCN1617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdtDfzbDI/AAAAAAAAAug/jH8WFEYjUIY/s400/DSCN1617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179664812555332658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents are troopers and put in a good day being tourist in a rather overwhelming city.  Between taking the metro, watching protests, breathing in the pollution, and pushing are way through crowds, we are all very tired and are spending the evening enjoying my nice apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7951224686731664891?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7951224686731664891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7951224686731664891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7951224686731664891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7951224686731664891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/rents-are-in-house.html' title='The Rents are in the House'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R-HdPzfzbAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/oFHDTEs1axE/s72-c/DSCN1610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1298331390720748618</id><published>2008-03-17T11:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:18:27.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party Galore!!!</title><content type='html'>On Saturday night I hosted a birthday party for Wolfgang, Abraham, and Ivan.  It was a fun night with a large mixture of people.  My roof terrace is the perfect place to host a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Daniel the Mojito Making Master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96rFP1yBmI/AAAAAAAAAuA/WuWCoM5UKpA/s1600-h/DSCN1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96rFP1yBmI/AAAAAAAAAuA/WuWCoM5UKpA/s400/DSCN1609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178764728162453090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Abraham and I with Wolfgang being silly behind us.  Abraham is a very close friend.  He met me in Loredo, Texas to drive with me to Mexico City last November.  Since then Abraham and his wife Pilar have has always been there to help me out.  On Sunday they invited me to have Pozole with their friends and family for Abraham's birthday.  Abraham's mom makes a very tasty Pozole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96q7f1yBlI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Y1bZiiZK6DA/s1600-h/DSCN1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96q7f1yBlI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Y1bZiiZK6DA/s400/DSCN1606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178764560658728530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1298331390720748618?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1298331390720748618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1298331390720748618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1298331390720748618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1298331390720748618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-party-galore.html' title='Birthday Party Galore!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96rFP1yBmI/AAAAAAAAAuA/WuWCoM5UKpA/s72-c/DSCN1609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-7759616739584173980</id><published>2008-03-17T11:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:22:54.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, Barby and Hector moved into the apartment directly above Daniel's apartment.  Now their living arrangement is a lot like Friends and I have been given the role of Phoebe, the crazy one that doesn't live in the same building but is welcome to visit at anytime.  I am sure there will be many Friend's marathons in their apartments and I can't wait because I am a huge fan of the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96mXf1yBjI/AAAAAAAAAto/Y2Vn1Sok1Bg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96mXf1yBjI/AAAAAAAAAto/Y2Vn1Sok1Bg/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178759544136926770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel, Me, Barby, Ofelia, and Hector outside their building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96n7f1yBkI/AAAAAAAAAtw/vkS3mdOSdTc/s1600-h/DSCN1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96n7f1yBkI/AAAAAAAAAtw/vkS3mdOSdTc/s400/DSCN1605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178761262123845186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-7759616739584173980?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/7759616739584173980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=7759616739584173980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7759616739584173980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/7759616739584173980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R96mXf1yBjI/AAAAAAAAAto/Y2Vn1Sok1Bg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1244500818325072346</id><published>2008-03-13T10:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:10:48.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monumento a la Revolución</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday . . . I know, I know . . . last Saturday was a long time ago and I have been really bad about updating my blog as of late.  In any case last Saturday I met up with my friend Victor in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Centro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Historico&lt;/span&gt;.  I hadn't seen Victor in a couple month so it was nice to catch up with him.  The highlights of our walking tour were as always the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zócalo&lt;/span&gt;, La Plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Computadores&lt;/span&gt; (this place is incredible.  Its like a typical Latin food market but everything being sold has something to do with computers.  You can find anything you have ever wanted there.  It was a little overwhelming because its packed with people), yummy tacos at a side street cafe, the fancy new trains on the metro line 1, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Monumento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Revolución&lt;/span&gt; (photo of Victor and me below).  We discovered where the swig dancing crowd hangs out on Saturdays as there was a live swing band and tons of people dancing at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Monumento&lt;/span&gt; a la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Revolución&lt;/span&gt;.  Overall is was a nice afternoon in the city.  Thanks for the company Victor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R9lfX_1yBiI/AAAAAAAAAtg/-2SEDYVlHvU/s1600-h/DSCN1601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R9lfX_1yBiI/AAAAAAAAAtg/-2SEDYVlHvU/s400/DSCN1601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177274112517735970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1244500818325072346?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1244500818325072346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1244500818325072346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1244500818325072346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1244500818325072346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/monumento-la-revolucin.html' title='Monumento a la Revolución'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R9lfX_1yBiI/AAAAAAAAAtg/-2SEDYVlHvU/s72-c/DSCN1601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-6836639346354266014</id><published>2008-03-05T13:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T13:54:21.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Walks</title><content type='html'>Now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt; can't come to work with me and chase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;squirrels&lt;/span&gt; around several times a day, I take him on a long walk every morning before I head into work for the day.  We pass through some very beautiful parts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt; on our walks.  Here is a picture of the coyote fountain (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt; means coyote) in the center plaza of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt; likes to put his front legs up on the fountain and say hi to his friends every morning.  In the background you can see the main church in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt; and a couple of 50's style school buses that some school was using to take their students on a field trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Coyoacan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R875SN8thyI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vEHcjbECq3I/s1600-h/DSCN1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R875SN8thyI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vEHcjbECq3I/s400/DSCN1593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174347113272543010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no idea what the tree in the photo below is called but these trees are blossoming everywhere right now.  Their beautiful purple flowers always bring a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R876E98thzI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Rj9OlNw1RIg/s1600-h/DSCN1592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R876E98thzI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Rj9OlNw1RIg/s400/DSCN1592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174347985150904114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-6836639346354266014?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/6836639346354266014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=6836639346354266014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6836639346354266014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/6836639346354266014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/morning-walks.html' title='Morning Walks'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R875SN8thyI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vEHcjbECq3I/s72-c/DSCN1593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1251712787531248342</id><published>2008-03-05T13:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T13:45:45.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Office</title><content type='html'>Wolfgang and I have moved offices.  Now we have a nice view with trees and all.  Wolfgang had to move from our old office so that another post doc to move in.  But I decided I would stick with Wolfgang and move too.  We added a touch of Europe in the office with posters of the Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; France.  We also got brand new desks put in.  We feel pretty at home in our new office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R874A98thwI/AAAAAAAAAtA/8hPlnfZ59I8/s1600-h/DSCN1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R874A98thwI/AAAAAAAAAtA/8hPlnfZ59I8/s400/DSCN1597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174345717408171778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R874Lt8thxI/AAAAAAAAAtI/J7MquQ3gQ44/s1600-h/DSCN1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R874Lt8thxI/AAAAAAAAAtI/J7MquQ3gQ44/s400/DSCN1598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174345902091765522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1251712787531248342?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1251712787531248342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1251712787531248342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1251712787531248342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1251712787531248342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-office.html' title='New Office'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R874A98thwI/AAAAAAAAAtA/8hPlnfZ59I8/s72-c/DSCN1597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-3979135319410047917</id><published>2008-03-05T13:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T13:40:51.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I had several friends over to enjoy my now World Famous Pies. I made two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blackberry&lt;/span&gt;/strawberry pies.  I can buy a good size bag of blackberries on the side of the road to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ajusco&lt;/span&gt;, where I go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; biking, for about $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R871Tt8thvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/rrxmjE_CsLg/s1600-h/DSCN1590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R871Tt8thvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/rrxmjE_CsLg/s400/DSCN1590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174342740995835634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the story behind the get together though.  I wrote an email to all my friends inviting them to a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Noche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Famosos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Megan."  The email kept talking about my famous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pies&lt;/span&gt;.  It didn't even dawn on me that in Spanish, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pies&lt;/span&gt; means feet and in Spanish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pies&lt;/span&gt; is spelled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pays&lt;/span&gt;.  My friends are still giving me a hard time about my famous feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-3979135319410047917?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/3979135319410047917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=3979135319410047917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3979135319410047917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/3979135319410047917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in Translation'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R871Tt8thvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/rrxmjE_CsLg/s72-c/DSCN1590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-8675136808827242607</id><published>2008-02-27T22:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:15:39.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I Work Too</title><content type='html'>Today I spent the day with Michel and Roberto testing Roberto's real-time data acquisition and analysis program.  To test Roberto's program we headed to a place where we were sure to see large increases in sulfur dioxide.  This beautiful place (that's sarcasm folks) is called Tula.  Below is a picture of the power plant that we were measuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8Y0k5irYNI/AAAAAAAAAsw/SS6peNfK45I/s1600-h/DSCN1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8Y0k5irYNI/AAAAAAAAAsw/SS6peNfK45I/s400/DSCN1588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171879030607798482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Roberto and Michel preparing the instrument.  By the way, Roberto is the man because his program worked really well.  Michel and I were both very impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8Y0bZirYMI/AAAAAAAAAso/5nTr6V0KJDo/s1600-h/DSCN1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8Y0bZirYMI/AAAAAAAAAso/5nTr6V0KJDo/s400/DSCN1584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171878867399041218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To be honest, I can't believe that people are allowed to live as close as they do to the power plant we measured today.  In addition to the power plant, there is also an oil refinery, several cement factories, and some mines.  I have not seen any data supporting my hypothesis but I am almost 100% sure that the health of those living in Tula is effected by this industrial area.  It was nasty . . . but its a good place for measurements.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-8675136808827242607?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/8675136808827242607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=8675136808827242607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8675136808827242607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/8675136808827242607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-i-work-too.html' title='Yes, I Work Too'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8Y0k5irYNI/AAAAAAAAAsw/SS6peNfK45I/s72-c/DSCN1588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-5946131971576571038</id><published>2008-02-25T21:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:51:26.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Bound to Happen</title><content type='html'>I was finally asked today, after almost 4 months, to not bring Endo to work with me.  Apparently there is some old school biologist in a completely different part of the building who saw me with Endo and decided to write a letter to the director of El Centro de Ciencias de la Atmósfera saying that having dogs in the building presented a sanitary issue for the work that he conducts in his labs.  I later found out from co-workers that this biologist is very old school and doesn't like foreigners nor women.  I don't think his complaint about Endo, who never goes to the side of the building Mr. Old School works on, causing a sanitary issue was the real issue at hand.  So now the question is whether I fight this battle or just leave Endo at home while I am at work?  I am leaning towards the later at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one good thing about leaving Endo home while I am at work is that I would then take the metro to work every day.  I have been feeling extremely guilty about driving to work and the only reason I drive to work is so that Endo can come with me.  The question that begs to be answered is whether I should feel more guilty about driving to work or more guilty about living my dog in an apartment for 6-8 hrs a day?  I think Mr. Old School just solved my internal conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I did my second mtn bike race of the season on Sunday.  Once again I definitely enjoyed myself.  I kind of dig the training once a week and racing with no goals program.  The big guys were out for this race though as it was a national calendar race.  I must say that these guys fly.  Here is a picture just before my start.  Don't worry, I didn't race with the men's Experta group, they started a few minutes in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8OMgZirYLI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5d7FCus4fOs/s1600-h/DSCN1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8OMgZirYLI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5d7FCus4fOs/s400/DSCN1583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171131285391499442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-5946131971576571038?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/5946131971576571038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=5946131971576571038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5946131971576571038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/5946131971576571038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-bound-to-happen.html' title='Another Bound to Happen'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8OMgZirYLI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5d7FCus4fOs/s72-c/DSCN1583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7787589161230498991.post-1404411068956531510</id><published>2008-02-23T15:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T15:30:34.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>Every full moon, Wolfgang and Ivan spend a few nights on the roof of El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Centro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ciencias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;de la Atmósfera&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;) taking measurements of the moon with their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FTIR&lt;/span&gt; spectrometer from la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;casita&lt;/span&gt;.  A while back while grocery shopping, I found a bottle of wine from Spain called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; Luna, which  I promptly bought for Wolfgang and Ivan.  They saved the bottle of wine and shared it will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sarai&lt;/span&gt;, Carolina, and me on Wednesday night while we watched the lunar eclipse.  For those of you that were not fortunate enough to see it, it was darn pretty cool.  Below is the best image I could capture with my cheap digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8CPgpirYDI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rXnES-BB60E/s1600-h/DSCN1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8CPgpirYDI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rXnES-BB60E/s400/DSCN1581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170290163291217970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7787589161230498991-1404411068956531510?l=meganmelamed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/feeds/1404411068956531510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7787589161230498991&amp;postID=1404411068956531510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1404411068956531510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7787589161230498991/posts/default/1404411068956531510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganmelamed.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunar-eclipse.html' title='Lunar Eclipse'/><author><name>Megan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fbHRxP4jTbI/R8CPgpirYDI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rXnES-BB60E/s72-c/DSCN1581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
