Mexico Notes We get out of town, skipping the tianguis of Ajijic. It was just … time to leave. Journal, June 4, 2003 We pile into the packed car once again. Destination: Pátzcuaro, via Morelia. The drive is cool upon the skin, amidst mountains and water. It is good to move on, I reflect, […]
Continue ReadingMexico Notes The final three days of our journey raise me above the lather of crowds and traffic. Muse returns, to the swish swish of the Mexico broom. Sweep sidewalks. Sweep streets and and home. Brooms in blue and neon pink. Brooms of straw. Grass and plastico. Journal, June 15 We almost miss Xilitla. I […]
Continue ReadingMexico Notes – part 10 Narrow, serpentine streets. Old world baroque buildings. Steep hills – shoehorned with vivid-colored casas. I have dropped into a spectacular place – a cross between San Francisco and Paris. Journal, June 9 We skirt Morelia, cross the four-lane cuota to Mexico City and head north into lake-lands, Guanajuato-bound. Guanajuato comes from […]
Continue ReadingMexico Notes A family with creamy brown skin walks by, holding hands, swinging arms. Laughing aloud. They are arranged like stair steps – father, mother, big daughter and little daughter, who look to be around ages eight and four. Their small bodies reach the plaza corner where they turn to the wide path that leads […]
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