Dia Seis

The Dear Leader Takes the Day Off...and...

...so do Juanita and Joe.  We took a taxi over to Puebla, and wandered through the shop of a large Talavera factory, intending to take a tour of the production process, but, and this is an indicator of how successful the trip is, we'd forgotten what day it is.  Saturday.  No one working.  We did look at the pots and whatnots.  I was most interested in the many different shapes for funerary urns.  One in particular was about four inches tall, three wide, and 24 long.  Perfect for, for instance, dead wiener dogs.  Or a trout. 

We then wandered over to the Zocalo and had some ceviche and shrimp coctel.  Interestingly, there were five different Tabasco-type sauces on the table...all habanero.  Gustatory perspiration ensued.  Then it was a taxi back to the sainted, blessed Quinta Luna for a nice nap.  Now, late afternoon, we're finishing an early dinner at the hotel, planning a dawn patrol exit around the south side of Popocateptl  on a circuitous, squiggle route to Guanajuato, for yet another, totally different cultural experience.

I love Mexico.