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... and according
to my calculations the moon should be up soon.
we're off to San Miguel de Allende, but not before getting Hazel lost
in the tunnels of Guanajuato.
If you can spare another 10 minutes, you can check out last year's video
OK, its time to put a cap on this wonderful day.
Cathie,Kona n Ross.
We (Diego, Sophie and I) got up and drove to Guanajuato, a really pretty town not too far from Queretaro. We walked around, took pictures, went to the university, the theatre and other pretty places, and then stopped at a cafe for lunch and drinks. It was a really cool place on a little brigde over a pedestrian street. I had a ham and cheese croissant and we sat there for ages as it was a really nice spot and we were waiting for Francoise to ...
... lived on average only another one to four years.
We went down into the mine along a steep staircase with huge, uneven steps. The walk back up had all of us panting, and once outside again, the guide pointed out on a map the tiny bit we had covered, compared to the huge depths of the mine in total (I think it went down something like half a mile, but I'm going to check on this). There also was a mummy of an unnamed miner and ...
... fill up with about equal parts diners and mariachi bands. On a side note, I had always heard about how entranced and emotional Mexicans, especially drunk ones, got when the mariachis played their favorite songs but I had never actually seen it before Guanajuato. They´ll pay $10 a song!!! to end up crying like little girls and hugging their wives/girlfriends/amigos like they are going off to war. And it seems like everyone ...
... 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 ...