San Miguel de Allende

We arrived safely here after a rather hair-raising bus ride in a very luxurious coach. Our driver was apparently in rather a hurry to get here on the winding country highway. Glenn was bothered by this a lot more than Dixie was. We passed an area where farmers were walking behind their old-school plows pulled by horses or mules, but by the time I realized I should take a picture, we were in ranching country.

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