Five blocks from the Cathedral Central, left at the fork in the road with the always dry fountain, is the remains of the Convent of San Francisco.  It was a convent from 1593 to 1857, and left for dust until thirty years ago.  Standing outside the main entrance is a post, with an English description […]

My days in Zacatecas are spent sitting at a desk:  writing, adjusting with photoshop, playing solitare while listening to audio books or reading.  Usually at noon I wander to the market for food, but other than that, there is no exercise.  Finding myself a little soft in the middle, I try to walk daily up […]

I finally found a market so I don’t have to visit the Soryana. Soryana is the only large grocery store in Zacatecas and it is owned by, damn it, Wal-Mart. I visit it because they are the only ones with pasta and sauce and soup and other stuff like that. But in my wanderings on […]

Saturday November 01, 2008 [This post is a continuation of the post called ‘Las Quince Letres‘ ] Saturday night at 10 I was sitting in the lobby of the hostel.  At dinner last night the German and the Englishman (for simplicity sake I will call them Hans and Simon) made plans to visit the disco […]

Ok, this post has nothing to do with traveling in Mexico. Are you one of those people who like watching the bathtub fill with water, more than actually taking a bath? Do you enjoy watching the sand sift through an hour glass? Then whatever you do, DO NOT, visit this website and play this game. […]

Before I left, I heard horrible stories about drugs, but I have not come even close to experiencing any problems.  A local told me it was probably not a good idea to go wandering in the countryside around Zacatecas.  Because of the crack down on drug dealers, they were just moving out into the country. […]

At The Quince Letres I sat next to Claudia, a young female lawyer in town. We watched her friend, sitting on the other side of the table, do shot after shot of Tequila. I asked for a vocabulary lesson from Claudia, and because she had spent some time in France her English was better than […]

I went to Guadalupe today. It is strange how the picture in your head is sometimes very different from reality. I was expecting a small town out in the middle of nowhere. With a small rural community and a huge church dominating the landscape. I expected it to feel reverent, somehow monastic. It was nothing […]

    Upon waking this morning, my feet itched.     No I don’t have some sort of Mexican foot disease.     I needed to get out of town for a little while.     Go for a meander on the motorcycle.     I contemplated where to go, and decided on a visit to the virgin. She is a very famous virgin who […]

October 31, 2008. Los Quince Letres     On Friday night, October 31, I walked down to my local greasy spoon restaurant for dinner. It is a large, white tiled space, with whole chickens roasting in the window, and man chopping up beef for the tacos, and coolers holding Pepsi and beer. On each table is a […]

Don’t mix gin, beer and tequila. Damn am I hung over. I just went to my morning breakfast dive restaurant, as I have no idea what anything is, I am slowly working my way down the list under eggs.  This morning was scrambled eggs with ham and a side of refried beans, chips and tortillas.  […]

I just thought I would drop a line and say hello. I have decided to stay in Zacatacas for a couple months.  On Friday I moved into a small apartment run by the Hostel Villa Colonial, I now have my own kitchen and balcony with a little desk overlooking the Cathedral in the center of […]