24 March 2012

Rick Drives

Just after leaving Mineral de Pozos I turned the truck over to Rick. His first drive in Mexico. He was up to it. Driving in Mexico is different, particularly within the city of San Miguel with its narrow, winding cobblestone streets. As many of you know, Rick is not the most calm, most serene person in the world. He pulled it off well though.























Back on 10 July 2010 I wrote a piece about the driving experience here. Looking back at it, I think it must clear a thousand words. I do not know if it is worth it, but if you are interested, you can find that piece here.

Today we were off to Dolores Hidalgo forty-five minutes to the north . . .



to feed the ducks in the park, . . .




to sit on our asses in the main plaza, . . .





(Let me correct that. Rick never sits.) . . .






to look at the big Jacaranda tree there, . . .




and to look at the church where the war for independence from Spain began in 1810.



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