Errata: A couple of posts ago I wrote a couple of things that were incorrect. First, the trip from Guadalajara to Guanajuato is north then EAST, not west as I had written. Secondly, when referring to the muralists, I inadvertently wrote Morelos when I meant to write Siqueiros. I hope that didn't cause too much confusion and will try to exercise more patience and fact-checking in future posts.

Our time in Taxco has really hit the spot. While its also a mountain silver town, it has a distinctively different feel from Zac. and Guan. Perhaps it's relative isolation due to the difficult drive here shield it from all but the more die-hard of the hard-core travelers. There is currently an arts festival winding down this weekend and things are pretty festive. There are student and professional performance groups of music, dance, theatre, etc. Amazingly enough, this city of 50k has its own philharmonic orchestra. Tonight they're slated to play alongside a Cuban percussion ensemble.

Last night we were making our way from the plaza to the hotel when we noticed some very nice blues coming from a bar on the corner. We went to check it out and it was a group of kids probably barely 18 jamming their asses off. What they lacked in polished style, they made up for in talent and enthusiasm. I don't get tired of remarking how well the arts are supported in this country.

We're mostly taking easy today trying to chill out in anticipation of tomorrow's long drive. Speaking of which, I meant to write about something we saw on our drive to Taxco. We were on another of these two-lane highways with a shoulder of roughly 8' when we saw the following beauty unfold before us, let:

A = slow big truck climbing hill
B = small truck trailing behind slow big truck
C = oncoming big truck

A eases over the shoulder to allow B to pass. C notices the maneuver and appropriately moves over to his shoulder to allow for the pass. However, out of nowhere came D. D was a small car behind car B and, impatient to wait behind B for his chance to pas A, initiated the double pass. The resulting scene was of vehicles in front of us going three abreast with an oncoming truck making it four abreast on a two lane highway! Like I said before, you've got to stay on your toes and either come correct or don't come at all.

By the way, I tried to post photos with little success once again. I'll keep trying and if all fails, there will be a traveler's photographic retrospective post after we get to Honduras.