iván had told me that i would love guanajuato. and he was right. i could live here, really. [and i will admit that sometimes (often) i find myself wondering what i'm doing with my life and why i don't just forget it all and open up a bookstore/cafe a la the book loft in solvang. i would love to do that here.]
[overlook from the pipila statue]
it seems to me like this is what i think of when i think of mexico. colorful houses nestled amongst the hills. plazas and street vendors. little allies to wander through. churches everywhere. culture.
[the univeristy]
[cathedral]
ahhh the culture is the best part of being in the center of mexico. i love museums and art and music and dance and theatre and all of those fine arts that i just find so lacking in peñasco. and even though i was sick and we didn't go to any performances or anything like that, those cultural things just permeate through the streets, and fill that void in me.
[muses atop the theatre]
[interior of the theatre]
two of details i love about the city. because it is so small and crowded with cars, they dug tunnels underneath the city for transport. [think a big dig program that works]. so the streets are fairly empty of cars, and there are haunting, dark tunnels below.
and the little allies. one, i love cobblestone streets (ahhh boston) and colonial cities and then these allies are so narrow and tucked in amidst all the houses. you could get so lost exploring all these little streets.
and what i love about the above one is that there is a hole cut into the building because it's so narrow and they have to make sure people can get through.
so basically, guanajuato is near the top of places that i insist you visit. we were not here long enough to do all the exploring which needs to be done, to enjoy all the little plazas and restaurants and shops. love, love it.
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