Guanajuato

The First Half of the Second Caravan Comes to Irapuato

More caminantes arrived in Irapuato on Saturday morning, 1200 of them, mostly Hondurans.  This second group had less than the first. Many arrived in shorts, without jackets or blankets or socks.  Sneezing and coughing, eyes glazed over. One man had bare feet. The temperatures at night have fallen to the low 40s.

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Back with the Caravan in Irapuato

It’s become more difficult to predict the path of the Caravan since it left Mexico City. News reports are unreliable, plans change and there are break-off groups. I went to Irapuato on Saturday after hearing various reports — The migrants were headed there. The migrants were not headed there. The migrants were headed there but only in small numbers.

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Cielito Lindo, Mexico

“Cielito Lindo” is that song we all know with the refrain “ay ay ay ay….”  I heard it every night in Guanajuato, as the three part harmony of local singers and happy visitors wafted up the hill to my house in Cerro Del Cuarto. “Cielito lindo” is a term of endearment that will always remind me of my six weeks in Mexico, where I leaned a little Spanish and did a little writing and, most important, met a lot of wonderful people.     Continue reading

La Dulce Vida Mexicana

I have been in Guanajuato at Casa Palma for almost a month now. The house is beautiful, with walls of tiles and murals, and a veranda that offers a view of the city. There is something special here, the colors and the kindness and, of course, the sounds.  Guanajuato is the noisiest city on earth! But it’s the good kind of noise. Dogs and roosters, music, children laughing, music, fire works, dogs, church bells, goats, whistles, sheep, and music. More music. Dogs. Continue reading