San Miguel de Allende....aka Gringo Town Mexico

This was a hip little city, and i mean hip replacement! ha. that joke never gets old. but serioulsly folks, if you qualify for a senior citizens discount and are looking for a quaint little Mexican city to move to, this is the place for you. The best part of this city was meeting the nice gentlemen that bought us a drink and conversed with us about the failures of the United States population. It was glorious. Actually, it is pretty grand meeing so many people with so many varying view points on life and religion and social responsability. All the things you would hope people would have something to say about. A lot of people out there are looking for change or truth all kinds of things. It really has made for great conversation. Here are a few fun pics from this fine little place. This first one is from the high security Mexican prison Christian and i were locked in for disturbing the peace.
We went "White Men Can't Jump" style hustle on the gaurds though and won our freedom.
I have lots of picures overlooking cities. I think all Mexican cities are built knowing they must be overlooked. wait. that doesn't sound right.
Nope. Not Disney Land. That neon cross atop the church is pretty commonplace and neon-tastic if you ask me.

we are failing to keep you up to date!

All apologies to our devoted followers, but internet access has been harder to come by recently. I will try to update you in succession as to our escapades, but it may be hard to remember. We last spoke of Real de Catorce eh? Well after that little excursion we spent a couple nights in a city called San Luis Potosi. I may have even spelled that wrong? who knows. There were a few highlights from this experience, but they will be brief. First, this is the city where we experienced our first, and thus far only, Mexican Police encounter. We were driving around looking for the address of our couchsurfer host for the night and a motorcycle cop pulled along side and motioned for me to follow. After a brief inspection of the VIN and a quick conversation about how i did not speak spanish he said we were free. yes, free. free at last. After telling him where we were headed he said just follow him at his break kneck speed through the traffic of the city. After blowing a few reds and cutting a few people off to keep up we got to one of the two independencia aves in the city. Didn't know there were two? yeah, neither did we. The cop jumped off his bike and started walking the street with us saying "i don't know gringo. i don't think there's a 45 on this street." That was the end of his help for us and the end of our first mexi-po-piggy-po experience. Second good thing about this city was being present at our host Octavios house when he got running water for the first time in years at his families long and forgotten home. mmmm. running water. Finally, we got to meet up with our Real de Catorce friends for dinner and a brief tour of the city. They again proved to be great new friends by tricking Christian into eating a taco filled with "testiculos del toro" (you're a bright bunch eh? figure it out) and forcing me into some karaoke...which i nailed. BAM! Oh St. Louis Potosi. We shant miss yeee.

Route map so far...

Spoiler alert...this map shows us getting all the the way to Oaxaca(wah-hah-kah) Sorry Lyle we havent been beaten or held at gun point or even extorted. Although we were robbed of one spare tire and charged 2 dollars for a 30 cent coke.
After many emails and blog comments demanding a map of our route...really just one. I made a map in paint of our progress thus far as you can see there is a back track where we drove by our exit for about an hour and a half. Marco says its because his navigator was sleeping in the back seat. I say it was driver error. In the end we added one gringo retirement town to our itineray. San Migel Allende. Its a beauiful town still. Our hostel was bueatiful even though we were the only ones there and we met a couple guys in there 50s that drove all over Mexico for 9 months in the 70s they had great stories to tell. After that niether of us was blaming the other for the misdirection into San Migel.

Leaving Real de Catorce

So, this is a fun video. i could have added it to the last post, but here it is all on its own. This town was pretty cool.