|BYE, GOOD FRIENDS!|
March 12—After losing our buds Maureen and Jen we sadly wandered around the beautiful city built on a steep hill. The image of Pipilo stood above all, representing the man who put a rock slab on his back to avoid the bullets of the Spanish in the grain storage building, gained access to the door then torched all those inside, and won the battle for independence for Guanajuato.
Colorful homes cascade down to the theaters, shops, museums, churches (the Pope is coming soon) and roads, one of which flows underneath the town because it used to be the riverbed.
|Les in our hostel room|
|Headboard after Frida Kahlo's artwork|
Our hostel is lovely, covered with flowers and wrought iron. Apparently we were lucky to have the left side, as the “Bar Fly” is attached to the other side, and music pumps the walls until 3:30AM.
March 13-15—We explored the market and looked every day for the pulque man. I want to bring home some agave honey water if I can. I found some silver earrings, a little skeleton named Katrina and fruit/veggie shakes. YUM.
|Diego Rivera's birth home|
|Diego Rivera's image of the beginning of the world.|
|Ballet class with Mariella Messina|
They were rehearsing a duet and a little ditty for the younger students. All were scary and demonic or playing with images of skeletons. It was great to watch class. It looked Russian in its expression, yet it was coming from her Cecchetti background; she was Italian. The students were focused and worked very hard to get the legs higher, and to achieve the intensity in the legs that make for fire-y footwork. She and her students were very kind to me. It was a true pleasure to meet kindred souls from far away.
|We paid extra to have a more secure taxi WHO IS WATCHING TV!|
|Tent city of the teachers striking in the main square (Zocalo)|
We took a cab to the hostel, but the guy said the whole area was closed because of the teachers’ union strike. They had closed down most of the nearby streets and set up tents to protest the government mandating examinations of their subject knowledge. Lightning surrounded us, so we went up to the rooftop for a mojito to watch the show. LOVELY and exciting! I have said if I ever came back to life as something, it would be an electrical storm. Yeah.
|Diego Rivera oversaw this mural at the University Library|
|Aztec Dancer with feathers, shakers, and masks.|
|Reminds me of the top of my childhood Christmas tree angel|
|St. Judas: Saint of Lost Causes, with personal notes on ribbons|
|You can plug in your car! Solar Panels feed this.|
|Chinese Visa Application|
|Bus Broke Down|
|TARKA! Reunited with a strong, healthy dog, thanks to RUTH|
|After washing travelers checks|
|Becky the Rolfer|
My favorite bodyworker is there. Becky the Rolfer can make me stand better on my feet, increase range in joints, get rid of nerve pinches and make miracles happen. After my session with her, I went to a couch-surfing host (Wendy) who is a dynamic art teacher and mother of amazing children who have grown to embrace their passions in life.
|Days old Kid|
|University architecture in Guanajuato|