Last night we drove close to three hours, to get to my wife’s grandfathers hometown.
We got in late last night, and noticed where we parked, the street was lined with what appeared to be where house type roll up doors. I didn’t realize we pretty much got a hotel in the middle of the garment district. When we woke up and went for breakfast, the stores were open selling every type of clothing. There are easily hundreds of small shops. The center of town is inundated with clothing stores, and restaurants. Occasionally a man rides a bike up and down the street selling fresh fruit with chili and lime.










Thanks to Bonnie’s aunt, we were able to get a copy of her grandpa’s birth certificate over text. We may be able to pinpoint his birthplace. The above photo is the area we drove to that is very close. We will try to find it tomorrow morning.


Bonnie’s grandpa literally walked from this town to Oakland when he was a young man. In a car it would take 31 hours of driving to get there, by foot, I could only imagine it would take a few months.
Today was a great success. Bonnie has been here before when she was 16, when she came with her grandparents. We are going to head home tomorrow afternoon. Good night all. *