slowly she turned

Our real wedding anniversary – we were married 36 years ago on this day.

This was our last day in Mexico, so we made the most of it by walking around the Centro Historico and shopping. First we had lunch at Cafe de la Parroquia.

Then, as we sat people watching in the Jardin Allende, we noticed a hoopla over at the Parroquia de San Miguel Arcángel. When we investigated, we discovered a quinceteria in progress. The girl was lifted up and carried down the street while a mariachi band played.

^Inside the cathedral

Here’s the official UNESCO web page for the Protective town of San Miguel and the Sanctuary of Jesús Nazareno de Atotonilco:

https://whc.unesco.org/en/list/1274/

I took a lot of street shots as we returned to the hotel that day.

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When we got back, I went to the roof and saw my last Mexican sunset (for now). I probably shouldn’t have photographed the balcony of the house next door, but I could picture myself living happily there, although I’d likely kill the plants.

We tried to go to sleep early because our transport to the airport fortyish miles away was to pick us up at 4 a.m. The rest of the day was your usual flying day – we stopped again in Houston with a quick connection that we barely made to Newark, then arrived in Greensboro that evening where my buddy Susanne picked us up at the airport.