Last week when we were in Querétaro finishing up our annual visa renewals, we explored a mountaintop that used to be barren. It now is a fancy community complete with a Superama! (a trendy supermarket with some American imported products)
On our way back down the mountain I spied the following scene below us. Beth’s brother and sister should recognize this area very well. For the rest of you who have no idea what this is about, the little community in the valley is called Hercules. Beth’s family lived there for several years before leaving Mexico for Chicago. I recall visiting them in their Hercules home in 1990.
Between the train whistles throughout the night, the 30 second factory whistle (at 3:30 a.m. 3:58 a.m., and 4 a.m.), the church/monastery bell at 5:30 a.m. next door, dogs barking and the roosters crowing on all sides (all night), I don’t remember sleeping very well! They said you get used to it…I guess after you’re dead from sleep deprivation!
Just thought you’d like to see it again, Ken and Kris!