Hotel San Luis
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- Wheelchair accessibility
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... passes as we chat and enjoy the incredible food on offer.
After a long day on my feet I get back home to chill out for a bit before going to meet Carlos, a CSer from Guadalajara who replied to a thread I posted about making a trip to Real de Catorce. We meet for coffee and within half an hour are making plans for a camping trip leaving the next morning at 8am.
I'm sad to be leaving San Luis so soon but the desert is calling!
... Tońo, 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. ˇEnvió besos y abrazos muy fuerte a todo la familia Villarreal y mis amigos potosinos! Ustedes tienen una casa en Toronto siempre.
... such beautiful people...oh dear.... I'm getting a little weepy just writing about it.
Anyway, I'll try to keep this shortish and move on... Carlos has been living in Barcelona for about 12 years with his most awesome girlfriend, Barbara. Chisa and I met up with them in Barcelona during our last trip, to Europe and the Middle East and we had so much fun. Carlos, Barbara, her parents(from Austria), Lily, her ...
Parts of the road were in pretty bad shape, with huge chunks of the road washed away, small and large rocks scattered about, fallen from the sheer cliffs above. Parts of the road though looked quite new and in great shape so I was encouraged. I was shaken when I learned a few days later, safely back in Creel, that four people in a car that had been driving a different but close by canyon road that same night had all been killed when a large boulder fell onto their ...
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 ...