Acapulco here we come!!!!!

Hi again. Had a lovely weekend in Xalapa with Betty's sister, husband and two lovely kids. No sightseeing - you'll all be glad to hear - but two delicious meals out, a shopping expedition and plenty of craic. And also plenty of opportunity to speak spanish.
On Saturday we had lunch at a trout farm - I ordered trout wrapped in, and stuffed with, bacon. Yum. On Sunday morning we went for brunch to an Italian restaurant. How's this for value? A half litre carafe of orange juice (per person!), bottomless coffee, Chilequiles (crispy tortilla pieces topped with a salsa suiza (sort of creamy green sauce, slightly picante)melted cheese and strips of Arrachera (very succulent thin flank steak)plus of course the dreaded refried beans and gorgeous warm bread. All for mx$88 - about £4.50. You couldn't beat that with a big stick! I wonder how that translates into spanish :0)
On Saturday night, over a few drinks, the five of us played Dominoes cubana. Anyone heard of that? It was great fun. Set of double 12s (91) dominoes. I didn't even know there was such a thing. Went on for absolutely ages but brilliant game - I went to bed at 2.30am and left the four of them still chatting.
We headed back to Cordoba on Sunday afternoon - 200km maybe - Betty driving and the closer we got the darker it was becoming.
Ran into a cloudburst: not unusual, rains most days heavily in the afternoon: but when we got to the entrance to their street there was a traffic jam. The usually gently flowing stream under the pretty bridge was so full of water that it was pouring over the bridge instead of under it and even the Jeeps couldn't get through. It's also the entrance road to a very upmarket gated development and it was really funny to see all these gorgeous women in their finery and super high heels teetering down to see the torrent.
We turned around and took refuge in a restaurant for an hour and a half by which time the flood had subsided and we were able to get through. The road was littered with foliage and bits of trees and of course yucky mud.
The stream behind the house had also turned into a raging torrent and risen by meters. Fortunately it's quite far below so it still had a fair bit of room before there would be a problem.
I travelled up to D.F. this afternoon by bus and took a taxi here to Nilo. El taxista was really chatty and talked the whole way. I was pleased that I was more or less able to understand him and chatted away with him. He was very interested in knowing all about Ireland. My spanish is good enough now that I can communicate with, and be understood by, people but I'm still struggling to understand what people say to me. It's getting better though. I'll be here with Dulce and Fausto for the next 2 weeks so there'll be plenty of practice as Fausto doesn't (as opposed to can't) speak english :) He's lovely - got a new car today and is so excited - reminds me of my Dad.
Dulce and I are heading to Acapulco tomorrow - Hotel Emporio - looks great. Next post after we come back on Saturday. Hasta luego x