The town is a rabbit warren of narrow streets called callejons that lead you past lots of brightly coloured buildings and old churches and whatnot. As it was a weekend, there were also plenty of roaming mariachis, trying to make a quick buck from playing to customers at the outdoor cafes, which gave plenty of character to the place. As nice as it was, I had seen most things in the first day and so I moved on fairly quickly towards Tequila country and the state of Jalisco.
After my stint in Mexico City, I decided I liked the country and wanted to go to see a bit more of the mexican heartland before hopping back on the gringo trail going south. So I found myself going north to the old colonial town of Guanajuato, the whole of which is a UNESCO world heritage site. I stayed in a great little family-run hostel and was treated to plenty of traditional mexican food which was great to try (although having chicken with ´mole´- a sauce made principally from chocolate and chilli - for breakfast was a bit dubious).