Wow!  Fifteen weeks have gone by and only two remain.  There is some anxiety in these final days that lead to change and great expectations for the future, so I guess that’s a good thing.  Current thinking is that I will return to Guanajuato next fall.

The people of Mexico are much more expressive in love than Canadians.  One obvious example can be found in their traditional ranchera music.

It was a beautiful day Sunday February 14 and the streets of Guanajuato were filled with couples carrying flowers etc as well as vendors of all sorts of Valentine gifts.  My valentine and I went for dinner and then to a concert of romantic music in Teatro Principal.

The trip to the beach was a total success.  I have finally learned how to spend the day on the beach.  One needs: beach umbrellas, a table, beach chairs, toys, and a cooler full of food and beer.

We slept in the small town of Lo de Marcos and started the day with a jog on the local beach.  After a late breakfast we drove to a different beach each day: Guayabitos, Los Ayala, and Chacala.

The drive home Monday was brutal as somehow I consumed tainted food, and even though I had taken Dukoral before I left, I got sick.  We stopped as I felt nauseous, I got out of the car, fainted in the heat, and then vomited.  I recovered somewhat after that.

Tuesday I felt poor, was struck by severe diarrhea Wednesday and had to stay in bed all day.  Finally decided to take the Cipro that brought from Canada just in case.  I am recovering now thankfully.