Holiday Inn Leon Convention Center

... book so I could show him where I wanted to go (and negotiate the price). He flounced around to the back of his car and slammed the lid of the boot/trunk. How fiery of him! I called him back, showed him the address, and asked how much. He told me 40 pesos. I told him that mi amigo dice 30 pesos. He stuck to his guns at 40. I caved. <br><br>At the end of a ten minute taxi ride through cobbled, really NARROW roads, I turned up at the brown door in the red wall of ...

... trip. In attendance: Holly, Martin, Ana, Kirsten, Che, Yazmine, Chantal (CEPE friends), Andy (my new flatmate), a surprise visit from Cameron the Kiwi (who was first discovered langouring in a hostel in Puerta Vallarta, and later visited us in GDL), and of course Kisiev, who was kind enough to let me crash at his uncle`s place. Gracias, cabron!<br> <br> It was a non-stop weekend. Lots of music ...

... gorgeous little boy, Daniel. Conversation was limited since I speak so little Spanish and they speak so little English, but the music was loud anyway, and the energy was warm and friendly.<br>The next morning, Daniel drove me through a maze of tunnels (a former mine) to Guantajuato. It's world heritage site, so much of the old hispanic architecture is beautifully preserved or restored. It's easy to see why it's such a popular tourist destination.

... and Tuesday I have culture class. I love it. The teacher knew I was new and didn't know much, so he was very animated. He knows some English. He was asking the class how to say these two words in English so I would understand (because he thought i didn't). Out of everyone (who were all on a higher lever) I knew both words. He was shocked. It was awesome. I pick up on the most random things.

... seem to always be on the streets. No matter the time of day. They seem to go to bed around 2-4 am. and wake up around 10. It is weird to walk around at night and see so many people. <br><br>- There are dumpsters around to put trash in ( they don't come door to door). But, in the center of town a man will walk about a block in front of the trash truck ringing a bell. This is to let everyone inside know that the truck is coming and they have the ...

... I can't wait for this. And then Friday I'll have to pack and then we'll have our church service at night. Saturday I fly out in the afternoon, but will have to leave late morning to get some lunch and get to the airport. <br><br>Overall, this trip has been eye opening. There were many trials, many frustrations...but I'm glad I came. And the fact that I'm realizing there are people I'm going to miss and would love to come visit ...

... fun house to live in. oh--- and the annoying Benjamin who I mentioned earlier. Everything here is so different. I can already say I am going to loose some weight with all the walking. Our house is located at one of the highest points in the city. Going to town is not a big deal- but I tell you walking back is an effort. The roads are soo steep and narrow-barely enough room for a small car to pass.. but believe me the people ...

Today we had a lovely tour of the city with Eva{s cousin, her husband John and one of their daughters, Wendy. We started at the presa (lake) nearby then went in search of a mine we could tour as some are still operational. We then travelled into the city centre to explore the old Spanish grannery called Alhondiga which is now a museum. For dinner we ...

... Okay so that is where we are now. June 23rd - we left San Miguel and headed to the Pacific coast. We had wanted to see what that area of Mexico was like before deciding if we wanted to be in San Miguel (the big draw back with San Miguel is that it is not normal Mexican cost of living - things are quite a bit more expensive here). We got the maps out and like usual were sure that we knew exactly where we were going. We made it as far as Guadalarjara but then as ...

... some ****! Bugger, bugger, bugger! Then, when I had run the full gamut of emotions, guess who turns up! Oh yes, after over four hours of being the 'warrita-tramp-lady' of the bus station, my sister finally arrives. I actually thought for a moment that I was hallucinating, but when I realised it was real I couldn't help but shout out...'You see, all of you, I'm not a mad tramp...this is my sister. Hmm, can you see. Yes, I'm not alone. Ah ha ...