The Rugged Road to Taxqueña

I know it is coming. Sweat beads on my forehead, my hands are clammy, and I am surely a pallid shade of green. The bus lumbers its way into Mexico City, sloshing and jerking towards Taxqueña, the southern station that opens to the Mexican state of Morelos. Three hours and two minutes after leaving Querétero far to the north, the …

Domingo en San Miguel de Allende

It is Sunday, like any other late summer Sunday. The Jardín in el centro de San Miguel is buzzing. Babies coo and cry, toddlers wobble. Tweens gorge on chicharrónes – pork rinds in plastic bags full of salsa. Young adults flirt and steal kisses while others preen looking for dates. Adults window-shop and drink micheladas while grandparents find a shady …

Saludos de San Miguel de Allende, Mexico

We land in León, Mexico, west of Guanajuato. TSA has left a greeting card inside my bag, which I notice when Mexican Customs opens it up to paw through yet again. A private car drives us through beautiful green terrain, passing slow trucks and buses. In the direction we are headed, lightning (relámpago) arcs through the clouds as rain begins …