El desayuno en Puebla

We should start by noting that the laptop screen is on the fritz. It has done this before. It is very hard to read what we are typing, and probably impossible for us to read your emails or comments. Hopefully, the problem will resolve itself soon.

Anyway, we had a terrible night of sleep. The revelers were up until six in the morning, partying in the plaza by our hotel window. Too bad!

We woke up and got ready for the day by watching shows in Spanish, like the Care Bears and Stuart Littly. We headed outside to The Italian Coffee Company, where we orded two teas and a biscotti, in Spanish, of course. The guy behind the counter asked us what kind of tea we wanted (green tea), and if we wanted it cold or not. No, not cold, hot. The tea is only available cold or 'a tiempo' (at room temperature.) We order the teas at room temperature; only later do we discover that the teas are bottled teas, and that of course it makes sense to have that kind of tea cold or at room temperature. The only money we have is the $200 bill (pesos) that we got from our new friends the night before. The clerk asked if we have a smaller bill. Alas, we do not. He hands the money to his friend, who runs out of the store and comes back with smaller bills. We add a biscotti to our order and make our way outside.

The newstand by the cafe is selling all sorts of great things to read in Spanish, like La Novela Policiaca and Memin Pinguin. Cool! I've been looking for Memin everywhere in the States.

We drink most of our teas and start heading back to the hotel. Who should we happen to bump into but Amalio? He takes us to a restaruant for plates full of papaya, canteloupe, and waterelon. His brother-in-law, Hector, joins us, and we start combing the city in search of the electronic parts Hector needs for his camera. We saw all kinds of people selling DVDs, CDs, clothing, food, trinkets, and the like. We bought the kitties a little mousy toy for 10 pesos ($1). Not bad!

We finished up our morning exploration of Puebla by checking out a local cathedral, built with the blood of the poor.

We got back to the hotel and prepared for the wedding.