The Vagabond's Lament
The city is becoming familiar – we know the streets, and have located our favorite buildings. Mine is this storefront around the corner, with its list of cures offered by a patent medicine. We are beginning to realize the benefits of our studies – we can carry on conversations now and then, and can certainly conduct the business of daily life. We settled into a new apartment, one that gets more light than the first, and even has a tiny slot view of the distant hills. We finally found a place to hike in the hills at the edge of the city, and stretched our legs on a fine streamside trek over the weekend. And we had great Christmas and New Year’s celebrations with friends made at the school.
As vagabonds, we’ve become addicted to change. But here we are settled and dedicated to learning the nuances of the Spanish language and life inland in Michoacán. We are thinking that this is the part of travel that is productive, if not always exciting.
As vagabonds, we’ve become addicted to change. But here we are settled and dedicated to learning the nuances of the Spanish language and life inland in Michoacán. We are thinking that this is the part of travel that is productive, if not always exciting.
3 Comments:
One thing I have always loved about small Mexican towns is that you can always hear music playing. And, most have a central square that is perfect for sitting in the shade and listening. Hope your town does also.
clw
Sounds like you are leading a rough life.
; )
Keep it up.
Its been a couple of weeks since I have visited you all. Wonderful pictures and stories. The midwestern family had a fine holiday. Happy New Year!
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