2011-October-2: Day 48

Moving Day!  But first: Sam and I cruise down to, and then through, some little garden that was quite nice and Sunday-y.  We then met up with Jason and MaJo at...oh man I can't remember the name of the little French cafe, but it was located in a serene, sunny alley, upstairs, with a magnificent French chef; it was quite nice.  MaJo, Sam, and I all ordered the juice, "pan dulce" (read: French toast), and crepes (the choices were ham or mushroom--I opted for ham) menu.  Actually, we could have ordered a fruit bowl rather than juice, but I've had too many poor experiences with American fruit and have stricken that possibility from my ordering repertoire; but Jason ordered it and it looked fabulous, so next time I have the opportunity I will be indulging in a fruit bowl.  The pan dulce was definitely bread and Certainly sweet.  And really, really freaking good.  The crepes were also bomb.  It was the best meal I had in Cuernavaca.  Also, the freest: Jason paid with his fatty doctor paychecks.  Thanks, Jason!!! Seriously, thank you.  

So then it's back to Sam's, strap on my stuff, E on Miguel Salinas, N on Morelos, bus station on my left. Tickets to Mexico, D.F., Sur are only 86 pesos! Buy one, wait 15 minutes (the buses leave for Sur every hour on the quarter-hour), hop on, and enjoy the ride. I hadn't been to the Taquena station slash metro stop, but it was pretty standard. Except that, as in NYC, the less desirable locales (Bronx) have above-ground metro rails. So I soaked in my new city, riding the blue line like 10 stops N to...Pino Suarez, where I connected to the pink W about 8 (shorter) stops. Juanacatlan! We actually have three metro stops close enough to call home: Juanacatlan (pink), Patriotismo (brown), and Tacubaya (pink/brown/orange). Since I had planned on going back to Norte, which takes an additional hour plus a longer metro ride, I was quite early, but as luck would have it Gaby was walking Greta down to the 7-11. Timing. And then I changed a fuse. And then into the new diggs!
Shortly after moving in Gaby put me in contact with her friend who taught English for Berlitz, so we spoke on the phone and she was fully of good advice. And then she came over and we took a little cruise. And found a pumpkin in the middle of the sidewalk...