Sara, Fancy and Tall

Taxco: Nun of Us Wanted to Leave

On Saturday we took a short little bus ride over to Taxco from Cuernavaca to spend the rest of our four day vacation. Taxco is a colonial style city, so you won't find any buildings painted in teal, orange, yellow or pink. It reminded me of a quaint little European town, almost like the Mexican version of Greece, it was really neat and white. The town was built up into the mountainsides, and stretched pretty far across, making the roads windy and skinny and bumpy. We had a lot of fun hanging out in a more touristy town.

We spent the afternoon wandering around the city, enjoying the centro and the people. We went into the cathedral in the Zocalo, which was more beautiful on the outside, then on the inside...I didn't bother taking a picture, trust me you aren't missing anything.

Taxco has a very big silver mine, and so the silver there is very cheap. We shopped around a lot and maybe if you are that one cool person, you will get something for your Birthday. But like I said, I only bought silver for one person. haha. It was pretty cheap, but I am tighter than two coats of paint, so I didn't buy much.

The best part of our day, and the most anticipated was our stay at the convent with the nuns, or 'monjas' is spanish. There is a convent in Taxco, about fifteen minutes outside of town, that will let people stay for free and they also feed you, only asking for a donation when you leave. Obviously we wanted to sleep with the nuns! Our rooms were really clean, and they were so helpful and nice to us.

Oh yeah..Did I mention there was also a snake staying with the nuns? Bonnie was seriously afraid of this little thing, but look its nunthing but a harmless mexican garden snake.

For dinner, we weren't exactly sure what to expect, but we were wishing for Pizza. hahaha. Unfortunately, we were served mole in tortillas topped with lettuce and cheese and some pinto beans and hot milk (ewww). Not Mole like the small rodent, but a big mixture of chiles and chocolate and lots of other mysterious things. Mole is very famous in Puebla, where I live, but so far I have not been able to eat much of it, because it is SO SO gross. All my Mexican friends like it though....I just don't get it. Yuck.

Luckily, there was some pan (bread) so we scarfed that down, and then pretended to eat the mole by pushing it around our plates, and hiding it under the beans and such. Basically a lot of nunsense we learned when we were six years old. We should have just told them it was too spicy, because that would have been believable. But instead Courtney volunteered to eat most of the plate. Thanks girl for making a sacrifice for the rest of us!! Do NOT be fooled by our smiles, we were not enjoying this meal.

We went to sleep mostly hungry or like Courtney with a belly ache. It sure did feel nice to have a clean bed and a warm shower! Can't wait for Breakfast with the Nuns!...or can we?

-Sara Jacqueline