Rebecca and I have been in San Miguel, Mexico, for four days, arriving at the Guanajuato International Airport, about an hour away, on Thursday. This will be our third January in this central Mexican city of about 175,000, and the second esconced in this apartment. Yesterday, we put down a deposit for 2027.
Here’s a midday view from our rooftop.
It’s 4:38 AM as I type these words. Rebecca is asleep and will be up around 7. This morning I arose at 3:30, a little earlier than usual. My writing stint is before sunrise, wherever I am.
In the first photo, outside the window over the couch, is a little courtyard with a running water fountain. Beyond the font is a door that leads to the neighborhood you see in the second photo.
Somewhere, outside that door, a dog barks, just as she did yesterday at precisely this time.
