Liza and I make the long 30 min walking trek down to Chedraui. That's our grocery store. I beg for sugar cereal, and she whines for cleaning chemicals. After we both give up and give in, we check out and start walking home. One item we never fail to purchase, are garbage bags. If we ever forget them we will be doomed. Every grocery run between 2 norte and Reforma, our bags rip. Cans go rolling, boxes go sprawling, and we break into uncontrolble fits of laughter.This is when we find the garbage bags, bag everything up, and keep on going. It is the most comical endeavor. We are always crying with laughter by the time we make it home. The Mexican get a really good show every 2 weeks.
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