A Patzcuaro experience.

Our first few days in Mexico. This one's for your Fatima.
1.We take different flights and one of us gets lost in the airport ¿me? ...¿where do we meet?
2. Find one another
3.taxi to bus in Mexico City at 4pm
4.Bus station meet roller skate cops...good form, good form
5.Bus with recleining seats and free lunch, which was a ham and bread sandwhich with your choice soda....mmmm....to Morelia 5pm to 10pm
6.Taxi to Patzcuaro arriving at 11pm. yay.
7. Next day so sunny. We'll definately get the chance to wear all our cute dresses.
8.Nope
9.Next day rainy. 7,ooo feet above sea level. I thought after my last failing to recognize another country's weather system *Australia winter is our summer* I would make sure to check, or at least bring a safety jacket.
10.NOPE
11....






Our ever so fashionable rain tarps. I am wearing a blanket and a pareo and whatever else I can cover my cold self with. Carlee is allergic to WOOL and I to old time rooms and dust and waking up and looking in the mirror and brushing my hair! Can you imagine how cold we are without wool blankets as they are the staple blanket of the country... Cannot find where the question mark is or the parenthasis or the spell check...
"TeMezcal" Quite an experience. 2.5 hours in a hut..to the right.. heated by rocks brought from a fireplace. Rituals, tea and meditation is supposed to bring you to a spiritual space, a calm and centeredness. Despues...After we got into jacuzzi. mmmmm.

Dr. Eliseo and Coti are our Mamma and Pappa of the place we stay. On the second floor with an open walkway our room with three beds exists. We cover up in blankets and sit on the 2nd floor patio observing the 2 peacocks while we try to understand our spanish lessons.

Our mamma cooks solid rich foods twice a day. Real guava puree as juice, beans, eggs, soups, fried thingys in cheese and potato, stew, potato salad, pineapple juice, fresh squeezed everything juice starting with oranges. And that's just one meal!!! :) At first our thinking was that we would lose weight because we didn't feel that we were eating as much. Now we know just the opposite is true. We eat twice as much, exercise twice..three times less than our normal lazy walks around SF and we merely just sit to eat, sit to study, sit to post blogs and lie down to freeze into sleep.

The Paganismos of the town celebrate the devil...ha. They throw colorful eggs empty of yolk and full of confettie in the streets. And the aftermath is pretty as you catch sight of a young girl or two dotted in sprinkles and such.

Rollerblade cops. Don't fall down, oh... you've got helmuts. No problema!

Little devil warshipers all over town. Some dress as the devil and some boys dress in sexy school girl outfits. This one seems to be an escaped prison devil.