I missed out on going to Las Estacas two times before and I´ve always regretted it because everyone goes on and on about how beautiful it is. We took two small vans on our excursion, just enough room for the fifteen or so people who signed up to go. Wary of the backseat, I chose to sit in the middle of the van, since last time we rode in one, we got the heck knocked out of our heads as we cruised over a speed bump. At first we all laughed as we held our head, but after a minute or [View Full Entry]

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July 30, 2008 . . . I managed to procure a ticket to San Miguel Allende I made it! I bought a ticket - using Spanish. I slept most of the way here, but did manage to take in a little bit of the countryside, lakes and cacti and all. When I arrived at the bus station, I was convinced I could avoid having to take another taxi, and indeed, I managed to find the place I wanted to on my own. Pasadas de las Monjas. . . a former monastery - it's beutiful, tiled shower, cross over the bed and [View Full Entry]

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Another bus ride on the way to what I think should definitely be one of the seven wonders of the world! We left for Teotihuacan by way Mexico Distrito Federal (A fancy way of saying Mexico City) pretty early in the morning, our heads still spinning from silver fever at Taxco. The two-hour trip took no time at all, excepting of course, for those travelers not yet used to the gentle swaying of the bus ride. Again, several people decided a safe course of action would be to have a "catch-all bag" for any wayward breakfast meals refusing to stay centrally [View Full Entry]

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It's pretty early and I can't sleep due to the chickens and dogs that seem to like the early morning hours, so I thought I'd catch up with my writing. I should be pretty tired though, given the weekend I had traveling around Morelos. The weekend began with a trip to Taxco, known for its scenic hillscapes and an abundance of silver products. Taxco is a steep city, built on the side of an even steeper mountain. The white cement houses and red-tiled roofs fill the horizon with a vista reminiscent of Greece. From a distance the city takes on a [View Full Entry]

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Due to the unusually large amount of rain Cuernavaca has been suffering through, many of us at the Spanish Language Institute chose to cancel our trip to Las Estacas, for outdoor swimming fun. It was so disappointing to look in my mochilla and see my towel and swim trunks laying idly by, reminding me that our trip was not to be. It stopped raining after I canceled the trip. . . . but all was not lost. We decided to visit the Robert Brady Museum (http://bradymuseum.org/index.html,) located downtown close to the zocalo (town square). [View Full Entry]

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I'm resting after walking to my home from a night of "intercambio" - a sort of teachers exchange where our teachers from Omaha meet with teachers from the state of Morelos to help one another with the respective languages we want to learn. However, what I've learned is, "I can't understand anything!" We arrived in Cuernavaca after taking a bus from the airport in Mexico City to a tiny bus station in our new home city. Each of us sort of milled about the bus station, towing our wheeled-luggage behind us. There was a kind of heightened malaise, if that's [View Full Entry]

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Ah, the thrill of packing up your rucksack in anticipation of an approaching trip. In three days, I'll be leaving for my third excursion to Cuernavaca to attack the elusive Spanish language and prove to everyone I have the linguistic chops to be amongst the few, the proud, the Bi-lingual. It's the night before I'm supposed to leave, and essentially I have spent all day preparing, yet, oddly enough, I am still not done. I have written lists, asked people to remind me, and even consulted websites, and I'm quite sure I will forget something very important! But isn't that the [View Full Entry]

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