Hotel Torreblanca Campestre
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... of horchata. I really gotta do that more often.
Other than that, there wasn't much on display, and the main order of business seemed to be chillaxing...so that's what I did.
The next morning I stopped by the lakeside to check out the island scene. Isla Janitzio is supposed to be a really cool/fun island to visit, but the likes of el Burro aren't allowed on this land, ...
... container 60 MP.
The Copa Libertadores is the Central and South American version of the European Champions League. Had a lucky guess the stadium capacity would be 35,000. Paid attendance was 26,000 plus. Some wore the jersey of the home Morelia Monarchs. Jim had a chuckle at the 'no bananas' rule.
The Mexican football league is but four games' old. At times the quality of play seemed rusty, not mid-season sharp. One section of the stands was reserved ...
... by 1050. I suggested a coffee, stopping at Cielito Lindo cafe on the square for a cafe Americano.
'Yolihuani' means 'source of life' in a local dialect. Our stay at this posada was very pleasant. The best feature of the posada was its location, a three minute walk to the Plaza Grande.
Back for final packing and readying for noon departure. It was a short 5M cab to the bus terminal. Lou asked about my note taking. I told her about my blog and ...
... after 1500. Had chile rellenos, presented as a meal with sundry side dishes 40 MP. Paul has trekked in the Mustang area of Nepal. Apparently Suzie let him go solo; surprise there.
Uneventful trip back. Picked up local minibus transportation to return to the Plaza Chica where a relaxed Sid was waiting for us. He had an easy day as well. Group drink planned for 2000.
Back with Jim to ...
... Jim's cringe level. They are from Oregon. The word grim suddenly comes to mind.
Those that went last night to the Cafe El Popular Restaurante enjoyed it; whew! They dined in the bakery section.
Off in a van for a 20M ride to a bus terminal. Asked Sid if he was carrying a bazooka in a long cylindrical case. He said yes, that he was Mexican Taliban. With his scruffy beard, the thought quickly passed my mind! He's guided for G for the last six years.