Queretaro, Mexico

Okay, for those of you that have visions of me basking in the sun, with a cerveza in one hand and sangria in the other, while you shiver amid the snow flakes, let me disabuse you of that notion. This morning started on the nippy side—39 degrees, according to Weatherbug.

I hit the street early, looking for an ATM. The good news–people on the street understood my Spanish. The bad news? They thought I could actually speak the language, so they went into “rapid” mode for giving directions, but quite fortunately accompanied it with LOTS of pointing.

Those green spots on the map in the last post? They are indeed lovely squares.
Near the hotel

Check out what the locals are wearing. See, I wasn’t kidding about the temperature.

On the taxi ride from the airport, I got the night view of the bustling city of Queretaro, as we roared along the six lane highway.  From what little I could see, it appears to be quite large and modern.

Our hotel is in el centro, the historic district. No cars are allowed on the street in front of the hotel, so the taxi driver very kindly walked me the half block to my destination.
That yellow building is where I’ll be hanging my hat for the next 17 days.

My room is on the second floor, 31 steps up. There is no elevator, so I was grateful that I had taken Pam’s advice and packed light. And I’m happy to have this built in opportunity for exercise.

My room is small, but very clean, and the bed is extra firm, which is my preference. The best part–the wi-fi seems to be working really well from my room.


Okay, so after looking at those photos, wouldn’t you think that my room is windowless? Well, that’s what I thought too, till I stepped into the shower this morning, and found one hiding in there. Not only do I have a window, but it was open all last night!
However, between the blankie on my bed, and el Diablo, I managed to stay quite warm.
Off to explore the old town!

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I am intensely curious, with a spirit of adventure that is tempered by my very strong aversion to anything with potential to cause pain. I love travel, photography, reading, gardening, yoga, music and propelling myself through space (biking, dancing, walking, dancing while walking). I've never considered a lack of proficiency in any of the previous activities to be a hindrance, counting on abundant enthusiasm to make up for my shortcomings.

11 thoughts on “Queretaro, Mexico”

    1. Thanks Sammy glad to have you along!

      Whoops, Janis…my mobile app posted the wrong reply to your comment. Here’s what I tried to say to you:

      Sounds like you have been to Queretaro. Do you have any travel tips you can share?


  1. Ha ha! When you wrote that it was nippy, only 39 degrees, I thought you were being sarcastic, my being of the Canadian persuasion. But I agree, who expects 3.9 degrees centigrade in Mexico! Glad you brought some warm clothes! When do you get to work?


  2. Looks like a charming place to be….no roughing it for you…..not even the 31 steps are a challenge after all your spinning classes….but a windowless room?!?!? Hope you don’t get claustrophobic.


    1. hi Marilyn, it’s actually fine.
      I just tell myself, this is what it would be like if I had joined the convent–except I don’t have to get up at 5 AM to pray!


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