Morelia is the opposite of San Miguel de Allende—hardly any tourist or gringos, nor Americanos nor Europeans—solomente Mexicanos. It is exactly what I had hoped for. Morelia is much more of a “city” than San Miguel, which seemed like a village. We are able to walk to school—a 30 minute brisk walk, but it is bustling with cars and people. Maria has assured us that Morelia is a very safe place and they live in a “muy tranquila” neighborhood. For those of you who have expressed worry—Mom, Robert, Evan . . . no need! Yo estoy muy seguro aquí. The loudest noises have been #1 Sleep interrupted at 4:30 am to Mariachis serenading someone in the neighborhood, and #2 the daily thunder, lightening and rain storms, which come and pass each afternoon. I love it
These boys were watching me take pictures in the mall and wanted to pose for me—I think they were showing off for some chicas nearby!
3 comments:
Not WORRY - I've got you covered.... I'll just be glad when your home.....
BUT - it sounds like you are thoroughly enjoying yourself and I am extremely happy for you.....
Luv ya,
Mom
Mariachi's at 4:30am WOW!!! What a wake up call!
I am happy to hear you are having a good time with your classes.
Chelsea
ooh lala! erin requests that mama ruth brings home a few of these mexicanos as a souvenier!!!
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