Guanajuato is a picturesque spot, no doubt about it. What it is not is quiet. In fact, I don't think I've ever spent this long somewhere this noisy. And, though it pains me to admit it, I'm not holding up particularly well. It feels as if I've been taking part in a kind of involuntary sleep deprivation exercise. My major hope is that, when the receptionist at the hotel promised 'una habitación tranquila' that this promise will indeed be realized once I move to the hotel tomorrow.
what are some of the contributing factors to the 'contaminacion auditiva'? Well, in no particular order:
- the gas man
- the dogs
- the fireworks
- the loudspeaker cars
- the strolling bands
- the battle of the birds
- the concerts
- the bar down the street
- the frayed nerves of the Irish test subject
But enough whining. I promised you at least one photo, and here it is:
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