slowly she turned

When I checked to see what our possibilities were for Sunday, I saw that a large art complex, Fabrica La Aurora, that had been converted from an old mill was open that afternoon. https://www.tripadvisor.com/Attraction_Review-g151932-d1439804-Reviews-Fabrica_La_Aurora-San_Miguel_de_Allende_Central_Mexico_and_Gulf_Coast.html

We slept very late and lolled about, then called an Uber to take us there, where we ate a pasta lunch at the Food Factory. I think they should rename the restaurant because it was quite good and they need a name to fit the food, although I understand that it is in a former factory.

It was a maze of many galleries and studios with mostly very fine contemporary art here. I wasn’t allowed to take photos inside the galleries unfortunately. One gallery had famous artists represented such as Jean-Michel Basquiat, M.C. Eschler, Alexander Calder, Howard Finchman, Alejandro Santiago, and Marc Chagall to mention a few.

There were also antiques, including machinery from the former textile mill, and fine crafts of all kinds. I searched out the tapestry weaver there, but she wasn’t in her shop that day. There were opportunities to take classes there too…something I’ll keep in mind if I ever go back.

This was an experience that made me wish that I was rich with a big house that I could fill with art. I don’t often feel that kind of envy.

Other than that, we enjoyed a bit of rain and started thinking about the trip home. I tended to my friend, Jorge the Beautiful Mexican Beetle, and stitched on my little scroll. I identified his species as Pachylis gigas.

We ate dinner around 9 pm at Trattoria Antigua, the little Italian place we ate at when we first arrived here. It started filling up right after we got there with families. We were not too worried about eating in crowds because almost everything is outside in courtyards and lots of fresh air. This place had the doors open and lots of fans going. The temperature was probably in the 70s and a family came in with coats on like it was in the 50s. Anyway, we went back because the food was so good and it’s just around the corner. Plus they bring you warm foccacia! Now I want to bake my own foccacia.

We considered changing our flight to a day earlier, but what we could have gotten would have gotten us home on Wednesday anyway. We were missing our kitties, although they were getting excellent care.