Category Archives: Writing: Travel: Mexico

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 … Continue reading →

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 … Continue reading →

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 … Continue reading →

    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, … Continue reading →

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 … Continue reading →

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 … Continue reading →

October 24, 2008 Mina el Eden Entering an old mine is always exciting.  The cramped spaces, the feeling of danger, that the whole world about to crash down upon your head.  As a child I was afraid of going down … Continue reading →

October 17, 2008 Dangling from the Heavens Friday was a quiet day; I slept in, read my book, and played some solitaire.  Around noon the hostel manager stopped by and told me that the other room with the good view … Continue reading →