The Westin San Luis Potosi
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... filled with gardens and sculptures. Along the way I come across a surprising number of quinceañeras (girls celebrating their 15th birthday); babies being brought for baptism, and children attending their first communion - all have been brought to the gardens for photography sessions in all their finery. I'm on my way to meet up with Paty, a local couchsurfer I'm meeting for lunch at a vegan restaurant - exciting times! Paty is excellent company and an ...
... Toño, and of course his parents, Carlos Sr. and Blanca were amazing. I was welcomed back into their home and treated with such warmth and generosity it really was difficult to leave.
So this is goodbye again but I hope it's more like, hasta lluego y no adiós. ¡Envió besos y abrazos muy fuerte a todo la familia Villarreal y mis amigos potosinos! Ustedes tienen una casa en Toronto siempre.
... two kids all converged here in SLP for Christmas and here I am. Wow! So while I am sad that I won't see the lovely faces of my sweet Chisa and my family this Christmas, how lucky I am to have these wonderful people with whom to spend the holidays.
Here's to loved ones and all the special people in your life. May you all have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Peace and love,
... I slept in the shed. She said sure but perhaps I would like a room. What!? Hells yeah! As it turned out this was a hotel but was closed because it was the off season. The owner paid this woman to periodically come check on it and keep it clean. There was no electricity or heat but she would rent me a room if I wanted. I happily paid the inflated rate and settled in. I rolled my beemer into the shed then went to bed where I slept fitfully in my six layers of clothing and my ...
Why are there herds of goats feeding in the median, and along the edge of the highway? This question vexed me for a long while as I sped South along highway 57 through the high desert of northern Mexico. Why aren't they eating in the fields like other self-respecting animals? Then I looked at the fields (actually hundreds of square kilometers of stony dirt covered with weird little trees that seemed like cacti) and I understood. The Government ...