Back to school

There we were with our new school friends in a bar discussing America's inability to elect a sentient leader and the impact on the world of a President who thinks he has a direct line to god, when two large ex-marine types walked up to me and threatened, with a surprising degree of irony, `maybe we better start on Merrie ol` England` . They then walked off with some dignity underlining their point by giving the finger. The thing they seemed to have missed was that all the other people around our table where Americans who had been leading the discussion an are dismayed over what this administration has done

We are now real Mexican students and get student discount. Though homework and having to get up for 8.30 lessons is a bit of a shock for people who have got used to life without deadlines

We signed up for a weeks Spanish lessons in the Falcon Academy Quanajuato. It is so good we decided to stay a second week. There are only 3 or 4 in a class and they are really good fun. The school itself is very laid back with a great group of students of all ages from around the world

Learning a foreign language is all about confidence. Something we both lack. Marilyn`s suffered a further set back when she was in a bar (where else!) and asked for 'Dos copas de vino tinto, por forvour' and got `sorry I no speak englees` back from the waitress

We are staying with a family in large house on a hill. Its a lovely setting but every house has a dog, on the roof, that howls day and night all part of the Mexican right to make as much noise as possible.

We had seen local farmers selling maize covered in fungus. It looks horrible but the family cook prepared it for us, Maize Guittla Coche. It was delicious.