Torreblanca Business Class Hotel
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One part of our stay in Mexico that Alicia was looking forward to most was visiting the place where the millions of Monarch butterflies migrate to during their incredible journey from the Great Lakes across the continent. To get there we headed to Morelia, the capital of the Michocan state with over twenty universities and a very young population. Though loud and unwelcoming to tourists, the city is close to the Monarch reserve, so we stayed just long enough ...
... tables receiving a massage - a real, expert and wonderful massage! We each had a ½ hour turn. Strange but amazing! We all returned and went to Arturro’s for dinner. His patio overlooked the lake. Even a little rain could not deter us from having a good time. We were a little surprised to recognize a few of the women cooking our dinner. They did our massage earlier in the day!
... I saw my first sign, Roddy, about the WHS status of the central historical district. UNESCO's presence is underwhelming on that front.
Back into the cathedral for another look. A good number of people were engaged in private prayer and thoughts. The episcopal seat was transferred to Valladolid, present day Morelia, in 1580. Construction on the cathedral began in 1660. Sat for awhile listening to the organist.
Down somewhat south to the San ...
People dumped their bags, some rather slowly. Readying to go, Sid offered anyone the chance to exchange rooms. The Brits and the Albertans did, poor form indeed, holding everybody up while their bags were transferred.
The hotel is another reconverted home. Our room is ground floor and facing the street so it may be noisy early in the morning.
Miguel took the satisfied hotel residents to La Copa de Oro for lunch. Had ...
... some with a luggage fit but all travelling light. One rider pulled us over to the side of the road, introduced himself and invited us to breakfast with the ride group. We rode along with the group for a further 30 minutes up into the nearby hills to a family restaurant in a smallish town and parked Elephant at the end of a long row of bikes. A few of the group spoke excellent English which made up for our disgracefully poor Spanish (a failing which we promised ...