Hotel Posada Senorial
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... flogging their gas guzzling automobiles). There was a lovely photo archive too; from a bit Butch and Sundance to the closing of a local station - they held a party on the platform.
After a rest on the roof deck of McDonald's with a diet coke (I still haven't eaten anything, though!) we went to the Museo Amparo. The ground floor houses a stunning collection of ...
... us on a walking orientation tour of the Historical Centre once we had dumped our bags. There is a whole street dedicated to shops selling sweets and biscuits. Gabriel took us to his favourite shop where we sampled a number of the sweets and biscuits.
The historical centre has many beautiful Spanish colonial buildings that are adorned with painted ceramic tiles. Reminded me ...
... when he was young and struggled with the language for a while, he gave us some pointers about phrasing and sympathised with how hard it is to understand someone speaking fluent Spanish when you are just learning. When our taxi came we said our goodbyes and he wished us luck. We headed back to the major bus station in Puebla, Capu. We found the ADO bus service and got in line to buy tickets, we wanted to get first class so we got in line for Platino, which ...
Today was going to be another casual day of doing not much at all. We slept late due to being up late drinking beers after the lucha libre, we didn't have bad hangovers because we just drank beers and stayed off the spirits and tequila. We spent most of the afternoon shopping for gifts and browsing. Bobbie did pick up an awesome pair of red and white striped pants that I liked on her and we both needed ...
... he was heeding nature’s call. Little did I know how right I was. When he sauntered over to Oliver and me, he said, in his German accent, “I just, how do you say, 'womited’.” “You vomited?” I replied. The altitude was clearly affecting him. “We need to get you down the mountain.” He said he felt he could take care of himself and that Oliver and I should go on as planned. ...