San Miguel de Allende Streets

I am finding that I spend more time enjoying the quiet streets of San Miguel de Allende, than joining in on the guided tours and meeting other U.S. guests to this area.  My Spanish is limited, so I am not integrating very well in the culture.  This is one of my favorite walks, from the artist studio where I am a guest, to the Jardin or the downtown city center plaza.    

Brick wall and archway, topped with broken shards of glass.

Detail of broken glass embedded into mortar.

Wall sconce and vegetation.

Cobblestone street, filled with a variety of interesting brick and mortar walls.

An all so intriguing doorway to a residence.

Perhaps you'll want to visit this street in San Miguel.  It seems that everyone eventually comes to this city.

Growing along the top of an ancient wall and in the soil that has gathered in mortar and brick, grow cactus and ferns, together.

San Miguel de Allende

Hot Air Balloon Over San Miguel

Although I'm not vacationing in San Miguel de Allende, I have taken some time to be a tourist and attend the outdoor organic market, the artisan's cultural market, walk the streets to the long stretches of mercados and sit around the city square, across from the famous church, the Parroquia.  I've eaten at some of the street vendors and enjoyed eating a gordita filled with the deep fried fatty tissue of the underbelly of a pig.  I've had a wonderful bowl of consume' with big pieces of cabbage, carrots and cooked calabacitas.  I've watched cooks in their tiny kitchens work their sharp knives on meats and vegetables.  There is so much to see here in San Miguel.

Hand stitched tablecloths on the breakfast table at Rosewood Inn.

 

Right off of the busiest streets are quiet gardens behind arches, bringing a sense of solitude to cafes or B&B's.

Dining Room in a little B&B Cafe' where I ate chili rellenos.

Cuban Beer at a tiny cafe called 100 Beers.

Tiny tables in the 100 Beers pub, looking out to the Institute de Allende.

San Miguel de Allende street view.

I had the good fortune to find the last Cuban beer in San Miguel.  I drank it.  It was a wonderful, refreshing experience.