Is It College Yet?
Just like Daria, Jane Lane and Quinn mused in the quintessential (pun intended) 1990s cartoon, Daria, the 1730s were active college years for San Miguel. Not that as More...
Urban Planning, Silver and Fiestas!
San Miguel de Allende is a marvelously preserved colonial town because of its strategic geographic point in Colonial Mexico and the formation of a unique creole culture kept alive in More...
San Miguel’s Far-Flung Flags
The town of San Miguel played a fundamental role in the beginning of the emancipatory process of Mexico. San Miguel was the nucleus of a secret group to which approximately sixty conspirators More...
Hiding in Plain Sight
There is the old adage that the best place to hide is often in plain sight. This certainly holds true for one of the most ancient chapels in the middle of San Miguel de Allende. La Palmita is one More...
San Miguel’s Most Mesmerizing Map
My best pal in college was a Geography major so I used every opportunity to tease him about paying tuition to simply play Risk all day. However, truth be told, I was always fascinated by maps and More...
Life in a Cloister
The most important thing to remember about becoming a Colonial-era cloistered nun in San Miguel de Allende was that it wasn’t necessarily a religious calling. If you were a wealthy Spanish woman More...
Nothing is Sacred – Stolen Art
Being the largest city in the Americas for bit in the 1700’s and a center for education and religion in New Spain, San Miguel de Allende has an abundance of Colonial Era religious art. More...
The Dancer in the Kitchen
Last week was the feast day of St. PaschalBaylon, a lad featured in most every San Miguel de Allende restaurant and kitchen that during the 18th century was a major cause for celebration for those More...
Aguas – Potty Humor and History
Recently I took a new to San Miguel de Allende pal out to San Miguel Viejo (where the town originally started) for a nice stroll back to town via the bucolic countryside. Unfortunately it was one of those More...
They’re Creepy and They’re Kooky
Coming home from a party in a car full of Mexican women we drove through Comonfort just as a thunder storm hit instantly hitting a transformer and plunging the town into darkness. Walls of rain were too strong More...
