Last night after dinner we decided to head into the town of Tequila to sample some of the local spirits. Why? Scott phrased it best "Drinking tequila in Tequila is like driving to the end of the road. You do it because you have to." I don't remember what type of tequila we sampled (it was definetly Anejo) but it was good for the price - we bought the whole bottle for under $40.00. The whole group decided to go (except Anne, who abhors tequila) and the restaurant across the street even stayed open late for us gringos. The tequila was good, but it didn't compare to the Don Julio 1942 some of us sampled in Alamos. I'm not a tremendous tequila fan by any stretch of the term, but if you have the cash-flow, pick up some 1942.

When we entered yesterday, navigating the narrow cobblestone streets proved to be difficult. My dad's LT practically took up the entire road. This navigation difficulty, combined with the lack of secure parking at any of the hotels in town, led us to try to find an area outside of the town. It was looking rather bleak when we discovered Hotel Delicias. Once Scott managed to describe our vehicles to her, she decided to rent us a nice little courtyard big enough for all four of our trucks! We rented one room for bathroom access/shower access. It was one of those travel situations where things went from terrible to fantastic in about 30 seconds. The courtyard here is full of bizarre little hedges and an empty pool. There is also a basketball court where the baskets have no rims.

Today we head to Guanajuato, which is the capital of the Mexican state of Guanajuato and is actually the cradle of the Mexican revolution. Look for more photos soon!