We’ve got no real plan for Guanajuato. We’ve been wanting to take some Spanish classes, so we’ll look into that. We love the idea of finding a little casa for a few weeks and just immersing ourselves in the city, so we’ll look into that. Today, we’re just going to wander around and have a closer look.
The city is visually stunning. The landscape, the architecture, the colors, the city itself all remind us of somewhere in Italy. Tuscany or the Italian Riviera. We can walk everywhere and get lost up some small alley on the hillside and have a great time doing nothing. We’re officially on Mexican Time.
On the streets, the action is delirious and alive. The cars zoom up and down narrow single-lane streets and in and out of tunnels that appear every few blocks. Sidewalks are packed with locals weaving between vendors. Everything and everyone is animated. Closer to the edge of town, there is more breathing room and burros are hauling supplies up the surrounding steep hills.
After a day of accomplishing absolutely nothing except eating and wandering, we haul ourselves back up the hill to our campsite. We’re about 15 minutes (going downhill) outside of Centro and the hike back up takes our last bit of energy. It was easy to forget that we are at 6000 ft until now.
We pop open our laptop hoping to pick up some free wireless from the heavens, and sure enough there are signals from above. But… even Jesus secures his router.
We content ourselves with lounging in the cool mountain air and watching the lights twinkle across the hill. Everything echoes up from the valley below: raucous conversations we can’t understand, engines straining up the hills, countless animals, trumpets, tubas, drums… This is Mexico, and the auditory anarchy is all part of our temporary residence in Guanajuato. Everyone – including us – is outside enjoying the night.