QUERETARO, MEXICO: MARCH 6
I return from Teotihuacan in a reasonable state of exhaustion. This is my last evening in Queretaro. Queretaro has been good to me. It is my favourite city in Mexico – not for beauty, Oaxca wins out, but for quality of life. I buy a coffee ice cream cone and walk over to Jardin del Armas. I must write of pyramids and the cloister coffee shop is a fine spot in which to compose a rant.
