Hotel Finca Del Minero Zacatecas

Thurs was my first, and probably last, ever bullfight, so I decided to splash out an get a front row seat, but too tight to pay for shade, sol not sombra! Mistake all round, because just as I sat down, because it was a poor turnout, they let the people who bought the cheap tickets (1/3 the price) sit in the good seats. Not only that, it seems the bullfighters were a bunch of pansies (just look at those outfits!) because they did all their fighting on the shady side, so I ...

... I feel! Love to all. McGinlays Hola mi amigos, After the night before, we had a great nights sleep in Chihuahua.We were all in bed and asleep before 8pm. We were up and out by 10am and on the way towards Torreon. We were looking on the map and saw a big lake with a road going out to it. As it was only 30k off the road we decided to visit. We drove through a very quaint lake side fishing town, Boquilla. We kept on the road until it turned into dirt ...

... were amalgams of hair, bone, beads, fur and whatever material the artist had available. There was also a display of hundreds of terracotta figurines from the colonial period - painted and unpainted people, animals and designs of someone's imagination. The museum also had a puppet collection as well as other art displays but in the 15-minute time frame I had to whiz around, these did not fit into the schedule. The Convent of San ...

... is either not available or expensive - your residence should be within walking distance of the center as traffic is heavy and continuous through this town in the narrow streets - some of the city's streets are quite steep and may make walking difficult especially considering the altitude - there may be stair climbing involved in getting to the higher levels of Zacatecas - evidence of ex-pats is almost nil so if you are ...

Sept 24-25 We arrived in Zacatecas in the rain, and it rained for the 2 days we were there. This is a colonial mining town, and has a large area of colonial buildings, including numerous churches (of course). The streets are and sidewalks are made of thick, rough-hewn cobblestones, and they are steep and narrow and run between low, thick-walled colonial buidlings ...

... we didn't stay there long. Took a hotel just outside the the city at Lake Chapala after finding out or destination campground was closed. Spent a morning shopping in Tonala and the afternoon in Tequila taking a tour of the Jose Cuervo distillery. Very interesting learning the history and production of tequila but we found the tour a little over priced. Headed north up the road and ended up spending ...

... that afternoon and he was more than willing to let us tag along. Now I'm sure that some of you (most of you?) have strong feelings against bullfighting but I figured that this would be a once-in-a-lifetime chance to watch a bullfight with someone who knew what was going on and could actually explain what I was seeing. I will come clean and admit it. I thoroughly enjoyed the bullfight. It's not really a ...

... playing trumpets, baritones, and drums of all types. People were dancing, fighting, drinking, smoking, and just partying. It was crazy and to think it was just the beginning of the fair, there is two or three more weeks of this. sheez. The cerveza and the food i ate, was not mixing so we decided to eat some tacos. It helped and i was so close to yaking, but i didn't want that to happen on my first night here. Instead i fought it off and made it home. What a day!!

... did their job. The shadow vanished and the sun reappeared. The feet retreated and the voices faded. I clambered to my feet in a state of shock. Everything worked. I felt no pain, only relief, profound relief. I thanked God, I thanked the clowns and I thanked my **** for cushioning the blow. Some eejit screamed at me to 'follow the bull'. I screamed back 'Get ****ing lost!' A short while later it was all over. The bulls were safe in the corral and Country and Western ...

... tequila and a citrus each, we rejoined our new-found friends. Along with the rest of the group I raised my cup and, on the count of 'tres' up-ended it. Vapour singed the back of my throat as the liquid swirled around my mouth. I swallowed the tequila and brought the citrus to my lips. My heart felt warm and my taste buds resounded with the freshness of lime. The procession moved off again, the jolly sound off brass mixing with the chatter of the crowd as we passed ...