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Saturday, 4 March 2017

Mexico, SM Week 9

The good news is that Bill and I are back to a 100% energy level, kicking the cold and sniffles. So we played catchup and joined friends for dinners, lunches, back to Spanish classes, shows and lectures.

We joined in discussions with Jorge Ramos, known as the reporter who Donald Trump had expelled out of a press conference in August 2016, who gave a lecture on "Mexico in the Era of Trump". Ramos predicted that 30% of the US population will be of Hispanic origin before too long. My Spanish may come in handy after all!

The following evening we continued on our literary journey, enjoying a couple of dramatic monologues from Alan Bennet's series, "Talking Heads". Both were humourous and entertaining. As they say here, attend these events with low expectations.... so far we walk away happy and impressed.
Writing a best seller is exhausting.

The Playhouse Theater gave us the comedy rock musical, Little Shop of Horrors. This production was more of the caliber of a high school production, but a lot of fun non the less.
Art Walking Tour
The colonial area where we are staying is called San Antonio and each year they have a weekend where artists, sculptors, fashion and jewellery designers in the neighbourhood open up their studios and homes for a walking tour. Each offers snacks and beverages, water, tequila (note large bottle of Kirkland's finest) sangria and beer. There were 45 studios on the tour this year and we were fortunate to hit all but 4. On our walk we found a couple of new restaurants to try and saw some gorgeous gardens and views of the city and surrounding area.
Sure I had a drink, but I didn't put that umbrella on my head!
Our last and final event of the week was accomplished by a Canadian actor in the stage production written in first person of "Diary of a Madman". Alan Jordan was on stage for 90 minutes, none stop reciting and it was humourous, emotional and simply amazing. All the live entertainment is so inexpensive that we feel very fortunate to take part in this caliber of entertainment.

Susan and George have returned to New York this week but not before we celebrated with them and  MaryLou and Ben, by consuming "grande" margaritas and tacos!

 Mike and Linda have gone back to Maine, and Phyllis and Lee left for Philidelphia. Guess we need to find some new buddies to explore with! Linda was very proud of the rug she crocheted while here.

On Sunday we walked to the bus station to pick up a schedule so we could plan a couple of day trips to different towns close to SanMiguel. A bus was leaving in 5 minutes for a town on our "to do list" so we bought a ticket, hopped on the bus and had a great afternoon exploring. Fortunately for us, this was not the bus we took.

We did have an opportunity to look at several additional home properties....prices go lower in March as most gringos leave end of February. 
Over and out for another week.
 Big hugs from Author Susanna and Editor and Photographer Guillermo

1 comment:

Zuzka said...

Who's the kitty :) ... has someone moved in with you, haha, or is it a regular visitor, or an interloper... do you now have a third mouth to feed... I hope you've been buying plenty of tuna ;) ... definitely a fine-looking mouser...
Glad you are all back to 100% ! Our household, all four of us, since Andrew was home for reading week, succumbed to the nastiest stomach flu... ugh... highly infectious and oh-so-nasty... we all still get stomach twinges when we eat some things and feel weaker than normal... much weaker... the dehydration from the V & D ... the two symptoms of the stomach flu... have a lasting effect... sheesh!
I am envious of your art tour... what fun! Some interesting pottery there ;) Looks like you are still keeping up with all the political nonsense south of here and north of you, haha... if you read it in a book of fiction it would be quite entertaining, wouldn't it...
Love that you have so much to do... the literary and theater events and more...
Have another grande margarita for me :) but no shots of tequila (I'd probably puke, haha)