The Sunday Traveler ~ The Faces in San Miguel de Allende, Part 1

The Sunday Traveler’s first Sunday exploration from the outskirts of San Miguel proper where I was staying, and the people began finding me. It happened repeatedly throughout my stay in San Miguel de Allende. I would sit down on a park bench, many times in a church courtyard to rest from exploring and photographing the church, and a local resident would come and sit down beside me to strike up a conversation. This beautiful woman, the first who I think was meant to find me, is Lola. A service had just ended inside the church and she had a holy card with a prayer on the back; she asked if I would mind reading it to her as she had never learned to read. I began reading the prayer, and broke into tears at the power of the words, and their meaning to me with the recent death of my husband. I apologized to Lola and explained why I was crying; she took my hand and talked to me as my mother would have. I realize now writing these words that this had been a large missing piece for me, my mother to get comfort from. And so began my unintentional journey for healing in Mexico. As far as I was concerned, I had gone to San Miguel to relax, not have therapy sessions. The Universe thought otherwise. The meetings continued.

That’s Don Jose above; another very special new friend.

And this last “character”, found me to make me laugh. I asked him if I could take his photo, and he said he’d agree if I gave him US10.00. I told him I’d give him a candy bar I had in my purse

The Sunday Traveler seems to have turned in to a procrastinator and will return next Sunday with the remainder of the faces I’d like to introduce you to; mostly photos caught on the fly. I didn’t realize just how many I had until I started working on them…this morning.

Hasta entonces.