Time is our enemy

Looks like we're not going to have enough time if we want to do it all...so we're going to cut out of here tomorrow and head for Tuxpan...then Vera Cruz....thats ok...too many white people here anyway...can't swing a dead cat without hitting someone form Edmonton or Vancouver or any other city...looks nice enough but we can get this at West Edmonton Mall if we want.

Leticia and her kids drove us from Guanajuato to San Miguel today...kids love us think were pretty cool...and we are! Leticia invited us to stay at her sisters and or mothers house in Mexico City when we get there and has contacted them to that end. Yazmin (the sister) has demanded that she or her husband take us to the Museum possibly Tula and Teothuican and of course a ride to the airport when we are ready to leave....gotta love this country!

Greg keeps whining how much he is missing Cindy...see ya all tomorrow somewhere on the road.

We apparently have some un-believers out there...

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Colin and Greg

Mueseo de Los Mommias

So we finally made it...I have always wanted to see this place, and now I know where I want my body to be interred when I die....right here at the museo. A bit of history....the natural minerals and gases in the soil of this area create an unusal mummification process not found antwhere else in Mexico...sooo...when greedy beaurocrats decided to exhume the bodies of family members who did not pay burial fees...this is what they found, well what do you do with 111 mummies? make some money of course! Notice the knife wound in the abdomen of the figure on the extreme left.



After this macbre tour, we found a museum that was bit lighter and full of joi de vivre...follow closly as this place we went to next was more fun then Disneyland.


Yes this is the Mueseo de la Inquisition...a museum of torture...it is absolutly amazing what human beings are capable of doing to one another.


This snazzy device basically puts a 10 inch long spike through the back of you head by turning the corkscrew...answer the questions correctly and they still turn the screw until you become a rag doll...but first you get the pain..and tons of it.

Here is a nice way of being buried alive...after everything else is done and you´re almost dead but not quite...they drop you into this coffin on top of the 12 inch spikes..impale you and then bury you alive while you die in complete and utter agony.

Another version of the first pic..only this oneslowly crushes your skull from the top and the side simultaneously

Here is a portrait of the Chief Inquisitor...the SOB actually had the nerve to call him self Fernando de la Cruces( Fernando of the Cross)...he´d sit at the table asking questions to to or three prisoners at a time...one on a rack, one in an iron maiden and slowly kill them. He had this place built with the walls extra thick so you could not hear the screams from inside...I want this guy at my next party! This tour could not have been done properly without the aid of my new friend Leticia, she did all the translations for us...it was quite exciting as she would actually gasp when the tour guide would tell her what these things all were..she would then translate for us..after this journey we were all hungry and went to a nice Italian dinner. On our way to San Miguel de Allende. oh yeah if you are wondering...this place is totally haunted...and why would it not be?

Gregs first post by himself.....good luck with this

When we got on the bus for Guanajuato..Colin accidently knocked over the bus drivers lunch...... I mean it spilled all over the place...sandwiches, juice, fruit..chips..everthing then he said quick sit down and act like nothing happened.The bus driver theñ got on all serious and started this long and very intense speech. For the benifite of of all U in blogland i will translate it-SOMEONE HAS COMMITED A MOST HENIOUS CRIME-MY LUNCH HAS BEEN DELIBERATLY DESTROYED,THIS BUS WILL GO NOWHERE UNTIL THE CULPRIT HAS IDENTIFIED HIMSELF....IF HE DOES NOT COME FORWORDON HIS OWN ACCORD I SHALL INTERROGATE EACH AND EVERY ONE UNTIL I HAVE FOUND THE PERPETRATER......HE WILL THEN BE LINED UP AGAINST THAT BACK WALL ( he then points to this 8 foot high wall with red stains and what looked like BULLET HOLES ) AND SHOT.Needless to say we both looked at the floor trying to be nonchalante.The driver then dragged a dubious looking character from the front row off the bus-it was the last we saw of him.( he was shurly guilty of numerous other offences) The bus continued on its way,we both felt like we dodged a bullet........PLS excuse the spelling as it is late and i did go to school in STRASBOURG.