La Abadia Guanajuato

... of swine flu. Once I sneezed and everyone moved out of the way so I got a seat - bingo! I also had fun spotting fashion disasters. It´s that thing in non English speaking countries where the cool thing to wear is anything with a slogan on it in English. These slogans are invariably nonsense. I saw a woman wearing a striped hoody with ´'Kiss me I´m a pirate" written on it. What?? Then this woman was wearing some bright pink tracksuit pants and on the back of the waistband in ...

Se all'andata ci siamo concessi un hotel con qualche stella, per la fase finale siamo approtadi ad un ostello.<br>Il letto è piccolo, una piazza e mezza stringata, ma il lenzuolo è ancora più piccolo! Un francobollo di cotone. Ci organizziamo dividendoci lenzuolo e coperta, almeno riusciamo a coprirci.<br>Oggi pomeriggio la piazza è piena di gente per i festeggiamenti del giorno dei morti, ci sono gli indios che fanno le loro danze rituali davanti ad altari decorati; molti ...

... Oh, and I got a pic with the luggage guy. It was funny. <br> Then I got to ride in one of JJoe's friends cars. There was no seat belt in the back. To say the least (after my accfident) I was a little nervous. God protected me. <br> Once I got to the house, Lupita fed me some wonderful food. Arturo (one of Jared's friends) came over. He is so nice. So, we walked all over the city until midnight. It was awesome ...

... books to be aware of potential risks. My only concern about that is that there is enough "doom and gloom" out there (including this blog) that one would be disposed to never go anywhere. Despite risks, there are always the unflappable travelers that go where no "ordinary" tourist dares to tread. For example, during our travels in Mexico we met several travelers who spoke highly of Antigua, Guatemala including a couple of Canadian expats in their ...

Bien vivo... (its an expression.. meaning more or less "really alive") My computer continues in its broken ways. What a joy. We last left off shortly before dia de los muertos. I kinda had the wrong impression of this Mexican holiday. From what I have read and heard about in Spanish class I imagined big colorful parades with brightly colored masks, catrinas, and monuments/alters.... More of a cheery take on Halloween. Ha. I was wrong. As It turns out, dia de las muertos is celebrated ...

... time with Spanish-speaking children... ever. He was a riot. The bus ride home (at about 10) was full, so Stavo had to sit on a little stool up next to the driver. Imagine a silent bus, full of tired people and the soft playing of English oldies on the radio... half asleep in my chair I began to hear obnoxiously loud singing. And there was Stavo, next to the driver, bursting out the lyrics to a Grease song "We go together like bagalagalaga...." After ...

... Mexicans who want to feel "American" go. Everyone dresses up and dances to American music. It was odd... the only thing remotely "Mexican" in the whole place (well other than the people.. ahah) were the bottles of coke. Despite such an awkward feeling of home, the night was a blast. The place was so crowded that you could barely walk. People were dancing on the furniture. ... and even better my teachers were there... more so intoxicated than most. To make ...

... idea.... With that I was presnted with a wad of money and a new toothbrush and told that we would be buying me some new clothes when we got there. As we all got to the car, we realised that there was 9 people trying to get into the car!!! So into the boot I jumped with all the luggage.... Surprisingly it was a lot more comfortable than you would think... it took about 5 or 6 hours to get to Acopolco and watching the sun rise from the back window ...

... in meinem Leben gesprochen... In Mexico hatte ich dann noch Zeit fuer San Christobal, dem kleinen Kolonialstaedchen in den Bergen, mit seiner internationalen Eco- Gemeinde. Alles organisch, alles aus eigenem Anbau, mit Projekten bei Oekobauern mitzuarbeiten - haette ich doch noch ein paar Wochen mehr gehabt. Einziger Nachteil. Die Stadt hat sich auf die Feier der Jungfrau Guadalupe am 12.12. vorbereitet. Das hiess jeden Tag wurde das Geboellere lauter, das sich ...

... chance of catching whatever nasty germs are going around. This time it was flu and the worst sore throat or was it the onset of malaria? I awoke on Friday morning feeling pretty rough but we made it to the ruins at Teotiuacan. They are incredible and have some of the most hard-core sellers of tourist rubbish we've ever come across. I awoke on Saturday morning feeling positively worse. I tried to sit up and failed and felt the day ahead might just be somewhat of a struggle, a real pain as ...