I made it safely to Mexico. I headed out this morning at four am; flew to Houston; four hour layover; flew to DF; bus to Cuernavaca; taxi to the house. I'm beat. I almost didn't have the energy to go out for pozole and cubanas - but somehow I managed.
There's a lot of work being done on the house - which is exciting, but also a little sad to see my grandmother's house change. My resistance to change aside, it's really looking great. I'll be sure to post pictures tomorrow.