Can't spend this much time on one city and not talk about food. Here is Gerardo ready to dig into his Chilies Rellenos while my Quesadillas await. This was at a restaraunt about 12 km out of town and was an outstanding meal. Note the bowl of peppers in the middle of the table? Hmmmm - they had to bring another bowl
Gerardo wanted to get into the Mezcal but I really didn't want to have to try to ride back on a twisty road and then through these narrow streets after "one" shot. So, Gerardo had them pack up a frickin cup of it – kind of a to go thing. I was able to enjoy it that night. Apparently this Mezcal is only available at this restaurant but it was one of the finest Mezcals I have had the opportunity to enjoy . . . and that includes Tequilas which are a type of Mezcal. Good thing we didn't get into it at the restaurant as it would have been tough to stop at one . . .
The ceiling in the restarant at my hotel - just thought it was cool
A scene you see frequently in Mexico. If you need any less than a couple of cement truck loads of concrete, just mix it on the street - saves having to clean out a wheelbarrow.
This is an alley that is so narrow, there is a kind of Romeo and Juliet story of a couple who lived across the alley from each other and they could lean over their balconies and make out. Has become a place for lovers to go smooch
They even have statues of Don Quixote and Sancho Panza as part of a cultural festival held each year in honor of the author, Miguel de Cervantes (Rex is becoming a real camera whore
Gerardo was kind enough to give me a shirt of his motorcycle club named after Don Quixote's horse Rocianante. Gracias amigo (thanks buddy)