We spent the weekend in Cuarnavaca. It's about an hour and a half drive from Mexico City. It looks like a movie set from the streets; wild bulls walking around, old men with old, tattered hats riding donkeys, women with aprons on and leather-like skin from years of outside work selling tacos or handmade items, colorfully painted walls lining deteriorating streets, spanish graffiti and church bells ringing, we pulled up to massive iron gates. Once we drove through the gates it was again like a movie set. Beautiful gardens, sparkling pool, large grass-ceiling cabanas...
We are blessed with kind friends who invite us to spend the weekend with them at their home, relaxing by the pool, sleeping with the windows wide open listening to crickets and birds unknown, eating some of the best food I've had in awhile...
my Frida girl kickin' it poolside
mi caliente esposo...
muy alto, no?
loving it here, exploring as always...
at dinner we had all traditional Mediterranean foods, mostly from Israel.
beautiful sunset, games of domino's and poker...
the 4 little amigos...
quieres un limon???
on Sunday we were invited to Gerard and Terry's AMAZING home. They are from France, but have lived in Mexico for work for close to 10 years. They bought this property and have renovated all the grounds, along with the main house and it's (count them) 4 guest houses...I'm bringing my bags and moving in... They served cocktails by the pool and made an amazing traditional French lunch for us.
this is a 200 year old chapel on the property...
the cabana where we had lunch and great conversation...
the virgin de Guadalupe
not too shabby...
the 4th guest house is an old stone tower, just amazing...
life is not so bad...
yep...
