Fiesta Inn Leon

... me at the bus stop in Guanajuato was to leave my favorite, hand woven vest (from Rosemary in Australia) in his car - one of the two warmish garments that I had brought. But at the time, that was the least of my worries because I was so overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle of the busy bus station where everyone was yammering away in Spanish (!) and the need to get a bus to SMA. I'd told my future hosts that I'd be showing up at their place between 4 and 5 - and it ...

... tallest hill, to watch the sun rise, only to discover there was already a crowd there getting ready to start the next day of festivities. Not to mention the greasy and delicious tacos we scarfed at 6:30 that morning, right before starting our climb...dinner for (early) breakfast! As Ana would say, porque no?


We got back to GDL four days later; exhausted, dirty, and happy as churros rellenos.

... history of the first sedentary Mexican people (the Olmecs) and another detailing the story of the Jesuit monks from their beginnings to their eventual expulsion from Mexico by the king of Spain.
When I confessed to the young woman selling tickets that I couldn't speak Spanish and so probably wouldn't understand much, she replied that she spoke English, so not to worry because if I liked, she would accompany me with explanations ...

Well, I have only been in school one week. Seems like forever.

The first day was very interesting. Lupita and JJoe walked me to school. (I had only been there once previously) It was like I was a kid, but I def. appreciated it. They are awesome. In class I am the only one starting new. There is one other girl who is from Japan. She is fun. We laughed so much. I have 2 classes that ...

... of different stuff in it, but the rest of the family has a very simple one.
-The host seats you first, but don't eat until she sits down, unless she says too.
- They will feed you till you pop. Know when to stop.

Street Etiquite:
- Alot of people you pass (anytime in the daytime) will greet you. Greet them back. - When being introduced to people, or when leaving. Kiss on the right cheek. Maybe a handshake, or both. ( to men and ...

... others we picked up by 4 limbs and threw them in...others got scared and jumped. It was so funny and such good bonding time with especially the women of the church. I have pictures I'll post.

This is my last week in Mexico and something tells me it's going to fly by. Tomorrow I'm going to do a little painting in the church, have my second to last English class, and then out to dinner with the American missionaries in ...

... and an exit out into one of our gardens. AND!-I don't have to share. This house has a terrace that absolutely takes your breath away. My host mom is pretty much amazing. She is everything I could have ever hoped for-Not to mention we have a maid who cooks everything for us. This feels like vacation to me! I cant believe people actually live here- or better yet, that I get to live here till December. Cindy is my host sister ...

... so gatecrashing tourists thrown in. I´m told there are over 20 000 students at the renowned Guanajuato university in what is really a pretty small city ... absolutely everywhere there are students scurrying around or just sitting around in groups on steps around the landmark places such as the Teatro Juarez , opposite the Jardin Union which seems the centre of the tourist social scene here. I managed to get round most of ...

I've made my way back to Zacatecas after an extended nap and a total lack of Spanish landed me three hours to the east. It's a gorgeous colonial town with lots of money that reminds me of Anytown, Europe. In an attempt to culture myself I felt it would be a good idea to visit some of the many museums and art galleries in the area. After the basic history museums I decided to take on a personal challenge and head to a modern ...

... driver!) to El Norte bus station, to board the bus to Leon, to meet Rissa. Now, for those of you who know me well, you will be aware that public transport and I do not always get on. On this occasion it wasn't me, or the bus that was the problem...it was my sister! So, I arrived into Leon bus station at 3:00pm. I thought Rissa would be there, all excited that her little sister had come to see her, but no. So, 4pm came and went...5pm came ...