We just can’t seem to get away from Jesus today.
This morning we were worken up by: roosters, dogs barking, a cat fight and a man playing the trumpet. From what I’ve been told, not unusual for Mexico.
With our early start we made it to the highly recommended Lavanda Cafe for breakfast. Probably one of the best coffees I have ever had. And wonderful poached eggs. Mikil wasn’t a fan of the constant flute music.
On our way to Bici Burro (a local bike shop) we came across this street At Bici Burro we met the owner and guide Alberto and have signed up for a mountain bike tour on Wednesday. 25 km spread over 6 hours. Hopefully it cools down a little, everyday so far has been almost 30.
From Bici Burro we decided to wander up a little staircase between houses to see what the view was like at the top. The view was so worth my shaking thighs.
And who was at the top of the hill? Jesus! After we’d gotten our fill of the view it was time to slowly make our way back down to the Centro. We wandered in and out of shops and talked to a lovely man about his paintings. There was an owl one I really liked but it was too much money.
Just as we were coming out of his shop we were stopped by an American woman, the stereotypical southern church lady. – big toothy smile and dripping with fake friendliness. She asked if we were on vacation. When we said yes she tried to hand us Jesus pamphlets and told us we should come to Mexico City for church. Being the direct and no bullshit person I am, I said “no we’re atheists”. And of course being the loud “I have to push my beliefs on everyone” Christian that she was, she did not like my answer.
So she started in on how we could change our minds. Mikil firmly and politely said he didn’t believe in Jesus. Church lady was shocked and asked “couldn’t we see the fallacy in our logic” . Well that was enough for Mikil, he shot back “I can see the fallacy in your logic”. That shut her up and I walked away laughing while Mikil shook his head in disbelief.
All that theological talk had me hungry and we were close to Muro Cafe, one of the places on my list. It was recommend on some food blogs for having a delicious and cheap 3 course lunch.
It was easily the best meal of the trip. Watermelon water, xoichtil soup, nopal tostadas and a chocolate cake. For $130 pesos! (About $10 canadian). Mikil had a BBQ chicken sandwich and side salad with a watermelon water for the same price.
There is a really good chance we’ll be back there tomorrow.
That food put us into a food coma and combined with the heat it was time to go home for a siesta.
We pulled ourselves out of bed just in time for the humidity to skyrocket on our half an hour walk to the bus station to buy our tickets for Thursdsy when we leave San Miguel. The rain started just as we arrived at the station.
Despite all the reassurances (from my work neighbours – the Mexican Consulate) no, everyone does not speak English. And thankfully I had planned for this eventuality by printing out the schedule of the bus lines and tickets we needed to buy
So I’m pretty sure we’ve got our tickets sorted for our trip to Xilitla on Thursday.
On our walk back from the bus station we passed a tiny dark shop selling candles and witchcraft supplies. I am now the excited owner of a Santa Muerte candle for prosperity. I also bought a coconut one cause it smelled good. After all that walking we were ready to just sit and have dinner and drinks.
Back to Gombo restaurant for Micheladas, tequila, margaritas and pizza! And again, we got a free appetizer. It was deep fried and had cheese. So amazing.
We’re ending our night hanging out on our patio, talking to our lovely landlady Joy and listening to the neighbours dogs go batshit crazy over nothing.