Camilla in Mexico

Everything here in Mexico is pretty much "mañana mañana" ... This meaning that everything is a little late and slow. In other words a speed that should suit me perfectly, but it can be kind of enoing....
A good example of this is when I whent to Manzanillo to enjoy sun, sand and "el pacifico". Ines, Eva, Karin, Tamara and I got up really early to catch a bus at 9am. However, the bus didn't leave untill the driver thought it was reasonably full (allmost 45 min. late). And as we at last, were on our way, it seemed like something was wrong with the bus. It didn't move forward fatser than a a person can walk for the first hour... And in the middle of nowhere the bus broke down. However, because the bus was so delead we didn't have to wait long before the next bus to Manzanillo arrived to where we were.

We arrived the beach a bit later then we had hoped, but it had been an adventure!
The beach we whent to was a nice beach. However, not extra ordinary...

On our way back to Colima our bus made so much noise that we expected it to break down any second. It didn't though...

I also started a trend with jogging twice a week. And after a week Tamara also joined. After Spanish class, every tuesday and thursday! I believe it's not very common to jog outside here, so when we come running, no one move to let us pass. They just stand there and stare...hehe..

The weeks just fly by, and before I blinked my eyes it was weekend again...
We decided to go to Guadalajara. And as early as 7am; Terry, Tamara, Karin, Eva and I left Colima with bus , and enjoyed the beautiful scenary and sunrise on our way there.

Guadalajara isn't really a enormously large city, but it made us realize how very small Colima is... We checked in at "casa libertad" a great hostel in a nice and safe neighborhood. Then we whent to the senter and walked aroud for a while. It is a very nice city, among other things known for it's twin towered cathedral.

And with, as probobly all Mexican cities, the "church, park, pavilion" 's. We also took one of those open top, red doubledecker tourist guide buses...
It ended up taking us to a lovely little town outside of "centro de Guadalajara" called Tlaquepaque (probobly my favorite place in Guadalajara). There was a marked and little shops full of art and handcrafts. I bought a bag with typical Maya patterns and colours. We also tasted some colourful fruit beers; very interesting, but quite tasty.

The evening came, and Terry and Karin whent to a concert of Mana (a really great mexican band). Eva, Tamara and I whent back to the hostel, bought some snakcs and drinks and tiptoed to the roof terrace of the hostel. It was so beautiful up there, and we had an amazing view.
After Karin and Terry came back from the concert we whent to a dance bar with live, Cuban music. We actually had a hard time to get in because we weren't mexican, but we finally got in and danced untill we were tired enough to drop... When we left we had problems with getting out too, a little uncomfortable actually...

The next morning we got up just in time to have breakfast, or at least we thought so. However, when we whent down stairs the one that prepared breakfast had allready left... An other good example of the Mexicans realationship to time and schedules.
So we whent to a cafe close by the hostel, and had a great breakfast with eggs, fresh orange juice and a handsome waiter! (no, we didn't eat the waiter;-) )

We spendt the day strolling around, and stopped for a drink in a neighborhood where the"Mariachi" musicians sat and enjoied the shadow and tuned their instruments. Then we whent to an art museum. It was a great building that used to be an orphanage in the 1800s. It had huge, macabre paintings by José Clemente Orozco in the high ceilings of one of the main buildings.
Outside of the museum were these big, metal statues of alien-like creatures. So different from any publick art I have ever seen before, and I really loved it!
We also whent to Guadalajaras enormous indoor marked. But there wasn't much variation from what we allready had seen other places, and the sellers allmost put things in your hands for you to buy...
Before the evening came, we whent to "Placio"; a building that used to be the house of the state gouvernment. In the ceiling we could admire some more of José Clemente Orozco's amazing and powerfull paintings.

The evening arrived, and we whent back to the area of "our" hostel. We decided to "go wild" by eating at a very exclusive, Italian resturant. It was absolutely worth it!

We got delayed (for our bus home) when Karin was so incredibly unfortunate and twisted her foot really bad. We didn't get on the bus untill 10, and back in Colima at 1pm... When we arrived, the gate we have a key for, wouldn't open. So we had to wake Ferry up, not only once but twice, and get a key for the other gate...
At last, at 2pm, I could enjoy some hours of sleep before I had to get up.
I teach English; mondays and fridays for a Mexican girl (from the university of Colima). It takes 10 min. to walk, but my class starts at 8am...