Daily life in San MIguel, and a gully washer of a rain


March 13
We slept in until 7:30 and snuggled...what bliss to have the time to go slow. Last night was warm so we opened two bedroom windows that are small and high up so it isn’t a safety issue. We removed the duvet which is too hot for this climate and just used a throw and the top sheet to cover ourselves and had a great night of sleep.

We left the house around 11:00 and headed up to Biblioteca Publica, an organization that has a large library of English language books, multiple programs such as lectures, films (mostly documentaries), and tours, local and outside of the city,  all of which raise funds for local needs such as medical and dental for the poor, education scholarships for the poor, etc. They publish a bilingual  weekly paper that has articles on local issues and a calendar of events. Let me say there is NO shortage of activities a person can participate in.  We bought tickets for a house and garden tour on Sunday and checked on tickets for a lecture on the local water crisis next Thursday.

Afterward, we walked across the street for lunch at Juan’s, a fun restaurant that has been around for years. He still has a variety of tee shirts with multiple anti-Trump slogans. Our favorite last year was Make America Mexican Again. HA! He also sells pirated DVD’s.  After lunch, we had a little time to kill before meeting with a realtor so we popped into one of my favorite stores that carries all kinds of textiles from Oaxaca; carpets, clothes, table linens, wallets, and bags. Last year I wanted one of the carry bags but it cost $17 which seemed like a lot until I saw the exact bags in Portland, around the corner from where we lived, selling for $64!!!!!. Yes, I got one today. We popped into the bakery we like and each got a treat, a habit we need to break.

We found the reality office…up a steep hill in the heat of the day. We spent about an hour discussing the cartel activity and the water issue. Crystal, our realtor, said she got a message on What’s App saying the cartel wanted three people in SMA and for people to stay out of the way on a particular date. The cartel came, got the three people and left. I guess there are rules the cartels follow and one of those is not to bother non-cartel people. I think the cartels who killed those Mormon women and children a few months ago didn’t get that message. On the way home, we stopped in Parquez Juarez for a short rest while Ron took some pictures.











We came home and I went back out to pick up our laundry. At 5:00 we left again to grab a quick dinner at a small Thai restaurant and head to the movies. We saw Honey Boy, based on a true story. It was a very sad tale of a very dysfunctional family. Initially, we were the only two people in attendance and about 10 minutes into the movie three women joined us.
On the way home a huge wind came up and it started to sprinkle lightly. We raced home and sure enough, a huge rainstorm ensued within 10 minutes of our return. Ron got a photo of a river flowing down our street. The rain abated then returned later. Throughout the evening there was a lot of lightning but it was far away with no sound but later got closer and louder. We are glad we got home quickly because we would have looked like drowned rats otherwise. Life is good.




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