I have been totally lame about blogging here, so I will link to ANOTHER article. Others write! I tag along! I do like this series of travel articles in the New York Times. Their suggestions for San Miguel are pretty good, by and large. Of course, Casa Colina is a MUCH more comfortable and economical choice than the hotels they list in the article. Click the link to read!
New York Times 36 Hours in San Miguel.
I am pretty fond of La Azotea and La Sirena Gorda, two very different bars mentioned in the article. It's always worthwhile to ask if there is an Hora Feliz going on. As to hot springs, Escondido (mentioned in the article) is my personal favorite, although most of my friends prefer La Gruta, and the kids are all about Xote.

An article from Vogue on San Miguel

Destination of the Month:
San Miguel de Allende

written and photographed by Richard Alleman

Richard Alleman heads to one of Mexico’s loveliest—and liveliest—colonial towns and discovers why this long-time favorite of North American expats is now luring the hip Mexico City set.

Here's the full article.
See, dahlings? It is just THE place to be!
You don't need to worry about the accommodations section, as Casa Colina is both more comfortable and MUCH less costly.

A tough bride, a decorated burro

Not such a great photo, but I was in the Jardin a few days ago and I saw a wedding party leaving the Parroquia. Nothing unusual there. I did like the decorated burro - he is carrying baskets of baby's breath. I had to hustle out of the way, so the shot is pretty poor quality, but here you are anyway.
It is unusual to see a bride in a strapless dress in San Miguel, and she is also enjoying a refreshing beverage. The bride did not appear particularly blushing or innocent, but I wish the newlyweds all the best, of course!

You never know what you'll find here in San Miguel

Yesterday I got my hair cut, and then I was walking over to pick up some shoes I had had repaired. A side note on that - you can get anything fixed here. I broke a heel off some really nice boots. Replacing a heel is something that literally cannot be done in the US. Here in San Miguel, no problem at all.
Anyway, as I walked down a street I don't usually take, I passed a printer's shop. I saw some printer's trays out of the corner of my eye. I have one in the US that I use as decoration. Here they were still in use - a real, old-fashioned printer's shop where they set the type by hand!
I asked them if I could take some pictures, and they said that I could. So great!

Springtime in San Miguel!

I arrived here last night. On the way from the airport, we stopped at the drive-through giant beer can (drove through the giant beer can?) and I bought myself a beer and the driver a water. Lucky man. That first sip of ice-cold Modelo after the plane trip is a lovely way I welcome myself to Mexico!
The weather is spectacular. The Jacarandas are coming into bloom. I will try to get a photo of them, but I only have my telephone with me, and it has been overexposing the photos.
HOWEVER, I did get a shot of what looked a lot like a Carneval celebration in the Jardin. I don't know whether it was something else, or whether San Miguel decided to ignore Lent. I did see ashes on foreheads last night, so I'm not sure what's going on. Come to think of it, none of the ashy foreheads were in San Miguel. . . .

It was a big change

I thought I'd post these photos of the house being painted. It was quite a change!

If I'm going to link to it, perhaps I had better post to it. . .

I'm headed down to San Miguel on Wednesday - I can't wait. I don't usually get the treat of being in Mexico in March, and it is an absolutely lovely time of the year.
I arrive in the evening on Wednesday, and Thursday will be busy with renovations - to my body and spirit. Haircut, hair color and a massage. After which I will be ready to face the world! I am meeting friends for cocktails on a rooftop bar - La Azotea. We go there so often we call it The Club. It's a fabulous place to watch the sunset, just of the Jardin.
I will be there only a few days (better than no days!) and I'll see how much I can squeeze in. I want to catch up with friends, follow up with an electrician and hopefully get to a hot spring.
Last summer we repainted Casa Colina. I say "we" because each of us had a job. Norma found the painter and supervised the job. Jose painted his heart out. And I chose the colors and paid. I think that everybody was okay with this division of labor.