Hotel Pueblo Magico Patzcuaro

... By the end of the night we could barely move amidst the crowd and witnessed fights breaking out among groups of drunk Mexicans. As we were leaving at around 2am a younger generation began to arrive for a rave that was taking place on the island. It seemed that here - somewhat like Independence Day - the Day of the Dead was just another excuse to party and get drunk. We had been hoping for a more authentic, traditional experience but I guess you have to travel to lesser known ...

... a good way to relieve the hangover but once we got out it was absolutely freezing due to the high altitude. Probably the first and only time I've actually felt cold since being in this country.<br><br>That evening we returned to have a fiesta in the big house we were staying in. A brief powercut meant that it was a candlelit party for sometime, but the power soon returned and the festivities continued. As it was the only common language between all the different nationalities, I think ...

... rest is buried under piles of rock. The people of the town had been evacuated soon after the volcano first started smoking in Jan. of 1943, so no one died. Teams of scientists, photographers and artists then arrived to document the eruption, which took place much later that year (November?). <br><br>We finished our ride through the woods in the massive thunderstorm - fortunately with ponchos that had been tied behind each saddle. Nonetheless, my legs ...

... 2 Stunden in Richtung Vulkan, bis an einem ewig langen Stau die Reise plötzlich zu Ende ist. Vor uns fahren viele Autos einfach links auf d** Gegenspur am Stau vorbei und wir denken uns, na probi**en wir das auch mal. Ab** nach ein** Weile wird uns klar, hi** bewegt sich gar nichts. Die Leute weit** vorne sind schon aus ihren Autos ausgestiegen und unt**halten sich. Wir fahren bis zu einem Obststand, d** unt** and**em auch das bei uns so heiß begehrte ...

... set around a plant filled garden and patio. <br><br>Hotel Posada San Alejandro, Serrato No.5, Tel: 01 (434) 3426133, Web: www.posadasanejandro.com . This Hotel had the friendliest and most welcoming staff that you could ever wish for. The spotless tiled rooms have cable TV and are set back from the street, so you are insured a quiet night&#8217;s sleep. They offered an excellent single rate of 250 Peso, which was a lot lower than the advertised rate.

... all kinds of colourful flora. You could easily spend a couple of days here just relaxing beside the pool. The hotel is housed in a large hacienda style property that is located beside the Parque Nacional Barranca del Cupatitzio, the town's main attraction. It's around a ten minute walk to the main plaza. Check their website for current rates. <br><br>Hotel Plaza Uruapan, Ocampo No ...

... will be learning to play.... we spent 2 nights in the public park being fawned over by a very friendly restaurant owner named francisco (pancho) and his brother a lawyer-international chef-ice cream salesman who made great efforts to dismiss the ...

... States. The lionisation of a Mexican patriot who had given his life in the struggle against imperialism - albeit of the Spanish variety - was no coincidence. The fact that Morelos had been a priest was also significant, for in the wake of the Mexican revolution, a vicious anti-clerical campaign had been unleashed.Churches had been closed down and administration of the sacraments had been banned; priests had been imprisoned and even executed. The Church had effectively ...

... but showed up on our bank account as having paid her $450! Sheila is not happy and our bank has launched an investigation on our behalf! From the border we drove to a "cross-roads" town that is supposedly gearing for a flood of tourists (yet to come) and have built accordingly but even though everywhere was empty we still had to pay top dollar. From there we had a short drive to Palenque which is one of the more accessible and well known of the Mayan sites ...

... two of the old-timers used to throw knives, as they confessed to me when they saw me practicing with my three mini throwing knives. One of the old guys, in a moment of youthful vigor came out and threw a knife at the target for old times sake. He missed the target completely, practically lost the knife, but I felt a touch of knife-throwers cameraderie, if just briefly. Just yesterday I went over to Yotatiro, a little village up the road from Eronga, with my friend Randall to see a guy ...