Transfer Segundo

 It was a wonderful 4 days in Salt Lake City at Church Headquarters.  We were able to see Tracy Fox, an old friend.  He was able to spend a couple of hours visiting with us and show us around Temple Square.

It is a must to take your pictures while there with the iconic buildings.  We ate at the Lion House, rode the Trax back and forth to our room.

We ate in the employee cafeteria.

Had to say goodbye to our new friends.  The last night there we had a chance to go to dinner with Dalene's relatives.  It was great being able to visit with them.  Gary and Kathy (the couple in the back) are serving a mission in Salt Lake.


We were staying in the Little America in Salt Lake City. It was great and we are probably never fully ready for what's ahead when you never fully know what you will be doing.

There were no fabulous sightings in this airport waiting.   Met several families going down to Mexico to surprise their mothers for Mother's Day.

The flight was a smooth one.  It was a little disconcerting to walk down the isle of the plane and have someone just say "Hola Hermana".  Haven't gotten used to it yet.


When we arrived the plane was on time, even a few minutes early.  But we ended up sitting on the tramac for about 45 minutes because the assigned gate wasn't available.  We made it through customs with very little fan fare.  Althought they did make Dalene fill out the immigration form again.  Don't know what that was about. We had a Church employee waiting for us there to pick us up and take us to Loma de Tecamachalco.  It took us about 2 hours to get over to the West side because it was Friday evening  rush hour.  And the streets here are not the best.

I didn't get any airport landing photos because it was just too much to deal with all the bags and stuff.

 When we got to the Area office building we parked the van in the garage there because it was a Church vehicle, walked across the street to the VIPS restaurant and ate.  Needless to say we were famished.  It had been hours since we had eaten and that was in Salt Lake Airport.  A greek yogart parfait will only carry you so long.  When we finished our meal we walked back across to the garage and got out luggage out and pulled it down the hill across the street to our new residence for the next 18 months.  I wish I could have gotten that picture.  I did get the picture of the couple that came to welcome us, the Hackings, who will be our neighbors.  Elder Hobbs was also there to assist us in getting in and settled.  The church had it ready for us with the table even set.