El Meson de Jobita Zacatecas

... New Basilica". It contains the image or icon of the Virgin of Guadalupe around which the mystique is built. The New Basilica has all the appearances of a small sport stadium and it is somewhat of an eyesore next to the traditional architecture of the old. "La Villa" is an important pilgrimage destination especially on December 12 that is Feast Day of Our Lady of Guadalupe. Another aspect of the "special place" question was the ...

... causes an increase in endorphins - the feel-good hormone. In the case of Zacatecas I don't think it was the endorphins, it is just the city. There are so many uplifting vistas that one just can't help but feel good. It is a feeling I had in the four months we lived in Victoria, BC. There wasn't once on my daily walks past the old port, the Empress Hotel and down Government Street that I did not have a smile coming over my ...

... an aqueduct as well preserved as this? Aqueducts bring to mind the achievements of the Romans and that is particularly the case in Segovia with its spectacular double arched aqueduct. As great as the Roman empire was, it did not extend into Mexico but it did certainly extended into present day Spain. Our vocabulary of superlatives already got a good workout at the Jardin Enrique Estrada and the nearby aqueduct but there was more to come. Our search for ...

... No. 209, Tel: 01 (492) 925-5315, Web: www.terrassehotel.com.mx . The 14 rooms at this chic, modern place are stylishly furnished, have 32" LCD TV&#8217;s on the walls and spacious en-suites with tubs. The hotel has only been open for eight months and is housed in a fine restored colonial building. Their current rates are between 600 - 900 Pesos for 2 - 4 persons. <br><br>Hotel ...

... Zacatecas' hundreds of hills and windey alleyways. Its a gorgeous city, our room had a balcony that looked out towards the cathedral and the hills beyond. The cobbled streets are really well maintained and you can turn a corner and bump into yet another eyepleasing colonial relic. We took a turibus round the city but promptly forgot the dates and purposes of all the pretty old buildings we saw, but was better than walking it anyway ...

... to ride up there and see the views over the city. There are many places of interest in the city - lots of colonial buildings, cathedral , historical aquaduct , parks , plazas and a posh hotel the Quinta Real with its rooms set around an old disused bullfighting ring - no I wont be staying there ... one night there costs about what I budget to spend in 3 weeks on accomodation. My favourite place was a sprawling and crumbling disused convent which ...

... showed how much silver there was. It was a very interesting and educational tour. From there it was just a short hop to the teliferico or cable car. This takes us across the old town up to the summit of Cerro de la Buffa, the name Buffa is old Basque for wineskin. At the top we saw the Chapel of the virgin of Patrocinio, named for the patron saint of miners. Above the alter, another mass of gilt, is an image ...

... law. It's a good thing Tomas is fluent in Spanish, I was basically a vegetable watching the whole thing go down. At the Airport or Aeropuerto, I got to meet Tomas' cousin, Alvaro; his niece, Alejandra; and his nephew, Ernesto. we packed into a two person truck and kids jumped into the back. I guess riding in the back is okay here and in hawaii. The climate in Zacatecas was perfect, probably 75 digrees, no humidity, and a light breeze. The day was ...

... before it. One by one the players clambered onto the relative safety of the wall encircling the arena, a tactic that I took good note of. Thwarted, the bull turned towards us with its nostrils flaring and its horns glistening in the sun. Alberta Bill muttered something about travel insurance and I exploded in a fit of nervous laughter. As the bull approached I climbed onto the wall leaving Bobo and the others to attempt to goad the bull through the posts. Flapping the ...

... of activity when I re-emerged for the paseo. A brass band played to crowds in the main plaza while the protraits of a dozen beauties hung from the facade of the adjacent town hall. Somehow I'd contrived to miss the crowning of the local festival queen. Next morning, I rode up a hill onto the plateau to be greeted with the cactus-infested landscape from which I'd descended two days previously. Surveying the bleak terrain into which I was about to ride, it occured to ...