Patzcuaro

If a taxi leaves Patzcuaro at 8:00pm and travels two times the speed limit, how many minutes will it take to arrive in Morelia if the limit is 90kph and Morelia is 58km away?

A. Twice as fast as the bus ride to Patzcuaro.
B. I have no idea, I don´t know how long a kilometer is.
C. Who cares, as long as I come back alive.

Yesterday we visited Patzcuaro, a small town outside of Morelia. It is very nice, but very touristy. Don´t worry, we still stuck out like sore thumbs. Everywhere we go the kids say ¨Hell-o, how arrr yu?¨ And then they run away giggling. We took a boat out to the middle of a large lake in Patzcuaro to an island called Janitzio. There are no cars on the island, just a lot of tchotchke tiendas lining the winding cobblestone staircases that lead to a giant statue on the top of the island. We were able to climb to the top of the statue via a steep, narrow stairway and peer out of the raised arm.

After returning back to Patzcuaro, we feasted on Pasta Ice cream (¡muy bien!) and then headed home in a taxi (¡muy rapido!). Today we spent the morning preparing food for the restaurant of our host family. We learned how to make Sopa Tarasca. Then, we went for a walk with the family dog (a large German Shepard that lives on their roof) and tested our Spanish and cooking skills. We went to the market to buy all the ingredients needed to bake Joel's award-winning brownies. We can't figure out if it was our baking or Spanish skills that led us astray, but needless to say we have a lot of brownies, and no one wants to eat them.

Tomorrow is our last day in Morelia before leaving to Valle de Bravo. We are seriously considering staying here longer, since we were invited to a wedding...only 350 guests, 200 of which are relatives!