up on a hill stands another man

I realized my last blog text was a bit peculiar. Instead of writing about places we did visit, I wrote about places we didn't visit in Guanajuato. One might wonder how my brain works sometimes. I often accuse my husband of not listening to me... maybe he does... maybe he just can't follow my train of thought? Who can blame him really? 
So what did we visit?

We went up to see the El Pipila statue. El Pipila is the nickname of a brave mine worker and cripple, who lifted up a huge rock, used it as a shield to get passed the Spanish soldiers and set a building that served as the headquarters for the Spaniards on fire during the war of independence. This was an important step towards independence and he became a hero. He has a statue in San Miguel de Allende and that's were we heard about him the first time, from the lady on the bench, I wrote about. His statue here in Guanajuato is impressively located up on a hill and gives you an amazing view of the city. You can either walk up or be lazy like us and take a funicular.

The view is really amazing from up here.

The evening before, we went to visit Teatro Juarez like the proper tourists we were. An architectural beauty from the end of the 1800s.  

We got to listen in on a guide explaining about the history of that theater. There was a lot about what women were not aloud to do back in those days, so I thought I was better off not understanding. I tried to ask my husband once what the guide was saying but he clearly was pretending not to understand Spanish as well. A great way to avoid conflict later in the evening in case the conversation would dive deeper into gender equality. We both however caught this part...the hole in the middle of these benches were used
for spitting. I probably don't have to point out that it wasn't the ladies doing that.

Furthermore we visited some plazas, churches and of course we went to a few restaurants. 

All of it was lovely and we got to hear some mariachi as well. One of the charming things about Guanajuato as well as Querétaro, are the mariachi singers. Just the look of them adds a little something to the ambiance. We were happy to see young people continuing this tradition. Long live folk music. 

So far Guanajuato is our favorite city in Mexico and I hope we get to go back before are time here comes to an end.