great way to enjoy Sunday is to gather people that you care about, who are great conversationalists and dine. That's exactly what happened yesterday. La Crepe was selected. The patio is exquisitely beautiful. Jacaranda blossoms float through the air. The food is divine. Crepe La Mar for me and a tiny salad.
The piece de resistance however, is the friends and conversation. Three of the people in the photo are my traveling buddies. We've been to Cuernavaca, Taxco, Chiapas, Veracruz, Puebla and Oaxaca just to name a few. The other lady in the photo is the new resident of the guest house until June 1st.
The conversations at lunch were enlightening and fun. One of the gentlemen had just returned from Cuba. It was discovered that three of the five of us had been to Cuba. The other gentleman had just returned from his three or four months in Zihuatenejo.
I especially wanted to include the new resident of the guest house as she is a Brit as is one of the men. It was fun to hear the two of them discuss where they came from and the fact that they both left Britain in the mid 60's.
After lunch we went to the home of one of the men for dessert. A lovely affair. As we sat around eating raspberry tart, I mentioned that my friend had left Britain to go to Hong Kong. And, the resident of the guest house said that her former husband had lived in Hong Kong at about the same time.
Now, what are the odds of this? My friend and the husband of the resident of the guest house KNEW each other. Good grief. This six degrees of separation thing goes on and on here in San Miguel. But it never ceases to amaze me every time it happens.
The day was capped off by the photo of the sunset through the bourganvilla tree which is now about two stories high.
The piece de resistance however, is the friends and conversation. Three of the people in the photo are my traveling buddies. We've been to Cuernavaca, Taxco, Chiapas, Veracruz, Puebla and Oaxaca just to name a few. The other lady in the photo is the new resident of the guest house until June 1st.
The conversations at lunch were enlightening and fun. One of the gentlemen had just returned from Cuba. It was discovered that three of the five of us had been to Cuba. The other gentleman had just returned from his three or four months in Zihuatenejo.
I especially wanted to include the new resident of the guest house as she is a Brit as is one of the men. It was fun to hear the two of them discuss where they came from and the fact that they both left Britain in the mid 60's.
After lunch we went to the home of one of the men for dessert. A lovely affair. As we sat around eating raspberry tart, I mentioned that my friend had left Britain to go to Hong Kong. And, the resident of the guest house said that her former husband had lived in Hong Kong at about the same time.
Now, what are the odds of this? My friend and the husband of the resident of the guest house KNEW each other. Good grief. This six degrees of separation thing goes on and on here in San Miguel. But it never ceases to amaze me every time it happens.
The day was capped off by the photo of the sunset through the bourganvilla tree which is now about two stories high.
