Since I’m halfway through my month of kicking back in Guanajuato, Mexico with my family, I suppose it’s time to talk about where I’ve been logging in from.
Since I have worked myself into a job that’s portable, I am spending a tad more than six weeks in Mexico and a tad less than two weeks in Belize. I’m currently in one of my favorite cities on the planet: Guanajuato. I’ll run some pics and details from this fine city later should you happen to travel through at some point, but we rented an apartment here for a month so I am feeling like a semi-resident. The butcher a block from our house debones the chicken and flattens the breasts with a mallet. We can walk one direction to the flour tortilla shop, or the other direction to the corn tortilla shop (10 pesos a kilo—about 75 cents.) The open-air market is about a 10-minute walk away, the supermarket about 15 minutes. Since everything is curvy and hilly here, we’re all getting plenty of exercise.
We’re taking Spanish classes at Escuala Mexicana, which is literally around the corner from where we sleep. It’ll be a long while before I’m fluent, but I am sounding less ignorant each week anyway.
The pictures here are, in order, the view from our roof deck, the entrance to our pad, and the street we’re off of which leads to the school. It’s pedestrian-only, as most of them are once you start going up the hills. Much of the traffic is diverted to tunnels that run under the city—a great concept. I’m going to be sad to leave.