Moving on from Guanajuato, my next stop was another famed tourist town, San Miguel de Allende. More spectacular colonial architecture and lots of narrow, winding streets. Little by little, the presence of indigenous culture is increasing and there were many shops catering for the wealthy, mostly North American tourist market.
About 10% of the town's population is expats as many people have upped sticks to live here, especially in retirement. Without doubt, San Miguel de Allende is a charming little place but I did find it a little artificial, with every other shop a twee handicraft store or quaint coffee shop with slightly overinflated prices. Perhaps I'll come back when I retire...
Another stay at a hostel but this one has other guests! A novelty. I did a bit more cooking - a good way to relax and ensure I'm getting a good intake of fresh veggies. Vegetables make the world go round as far as I'm concerned.
Just abou t to escape Alcatraz. As you can see in the background, the hostel was a magnet for bikers, both motorised and pedalised (new word). I've really not met too many cycle tourists since I've been in Mexico so it was good to compare notes and share ideas.
Next stop was Acambaro where I stayed with Jaime. I was only going to stay one night but Jaime was such an easy going host that I stayed on an extra day literally just to hang out. Eating quite a lot, a few beers, some great Amaretto coffees and slow walks around town. He speaks pretty good English having lived in Texas a few years ago after crossing the border without papers.
Jaime spontaneously decided to clean my bike , the agreement was that I'd pay for drinks in the evening. Deal!
Look at the shock on my face, a clean bike! We also retuned the brakes so the next day my trusty steed was riding like a dream. I really should give a bit more attention to my bike. But I know I won't.
Jaime joined me on the first 25 miles of the ride to Morelia. Nice easy riding and slightly cooler autumn temperatures made for perfect riding conditions.
Pastoral landscapes with views over Lago de Cuitzeo.
Happy cyclist, less than 50 miles to cover today.
Morelia city centre. Morelia is in the state of Michoacán, said to be rich in indigenous culture. My next update will be after Dia de los Muertos so hopefully I can share some of this then.
Moving on from Guanajuato, my next stop was another famed tourist town, San Miguel de Allende. More spectacular colonial architecture and lots of narrow, winding streets. Little by little, the presence of indigenous culture is increasing and there were many shops catering for the wealthy, mostly North American tourist market.
About 10% of the town's population is expats as many people have upped sticks to live here, especially in retirement. Without doubt, San Miguel de Allende is a charming little place but I did find it a little artificial, with every other shop a twee handicraft store or quaint coffee shop with slightly overinflated prices. Perhaps I'll come back when I retire...
Another stay at a hostel but this one has other guests! A novelty. I did a bit more cooking - a good way to relax and ensure I'm getting a good intake of fresh veggies. Vegetables make the world go round as far as I'm concerned.
Just abou t to escape Alcatraz. As you can see in the background, the hostel was a magnet for bikers, both motorised and pedalised (new word). I've really not met too many cycle tourists since I've been in Mexico so it was good to compare notes and share ideas. 
Next stop was Acambaro where I stayed with Jaime. I was only going to stay one night but Jaime was such an easy going host that I stayed on an extra day literally just to hang out. Eating quite a lot, a few beers, some great Amaretto coffees and slow walks around town. He speaks pretty good English having lived in Texas a few years ago after crossing the border without papers. 
Jaime spontaneously decided to clean my bike , the agreement was that I'd pay for drinks in the evening. Deal!
Look at the shock on my face, a clean bike! We also retuned the brakes so the next day my trusty steed was riding like a dream. I really should give a bit more attention to my bike. But I know I won't.
Jaime joined me on the first 25 miles of the ride to Morelia. Nice easy riding and slightly cooler autumn temperatures made for perfect riding conditions.
Pastoral landscapes with views over Lago de Cuitzeo. 
Happy cyclist, less than 50 miles to cover today. 
Morelia city centre. Morelia is in the state of Michoacán, said to be rich in indigenous culture. My next update will be after Dia de los Muertos so hopefully I can share some of this then. 
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