October 18
On my last day I went to the bus station for tickets for tomorrow, went to the bank, stopped off at the library, ate a few of the Dia de Los Muertos specailties, cleaned up my room.
And then around 5pm this group gathered at Cha Cha Cha for the second of what they hope will be a monthly Girl’s Night Out. Most of these women live here at least many months of the year and some are full-timers. The turn out could have been as many as 30. As I told them, who would have imagined so many lovely middle aged white women living in little Pátzcuaro?