Well, here I am...

Okay, so getting here was a little uuugh, but I guess it makes arriving even better. The 2 plane flights with a 13 hour layover, and a 5 and a 3 hour bus ride finally got me to Morelia at 2 this morning (I did sit by a sweet middle-aged man rockin´a mississippi mudflap mullet, prison tattoos, and a white denim shirt with the sleeves ripped off on the bus, and watched The Golden Compass, Alvin and the Chipmunks, a movie about soccer, and one about a famous acting dog). I´m staying at Hostel Allende, where everything is great, but the mold on the walls. Hey, what can you do?...
Anyway, this morning I talked to a couple women from Ohio, and made a reservation for a tour on the first day of Dia de los Muertos (which leaves at 6pm and returns at 4am). I have no idea what I´ll be doing for the second day. Then I walked around and looked at sugar skulls at the markets, and saw some ofrendas the school kids have done in front of the churches for school projects. I bought a chicken on the way home (my first real food since leaving Colorado), that came with a couple buns. Then I bought a jug of water, bananas and... pear flavored drinkable activia yoghurt!!! I´ve tried to order it in the states and can never get it.
Morelia is beautiful and people have been nice, but I really miss talking to people. Having actual conversations, not just asking for directions, etc, hopefully this will come soon. I´m going to read through someone´s guide book tonight, so I have an idea of what to do tomorrow.

Mom-their "Walking Men" at cross-walks actually move, the little lights flash all around!
Boys-In the bus station in Guadalajara I watched dubbed History Chanel shows about absinthe, big foot "Pie Grande," and fish noodling. Interesting...