Oh how quickly our lives can change. My last bog post bemoaned my two plus weeks of hell—otherwise known as MOVING to a new house. Having escaped from hell, my angels apparently decided that they owed me three weeks of heaven and sent me to San Miguel de Allende, Mexico.
Neither my hot guy nor I had been to the colonial hotbed of San Miguel. In former lives we both had sampled the usual vacation hotspots in Mexico—you know the ones that government warnings are cautioning us to avoid. No such warnings should or could be issued for San Miguel. It was an astonishingly welcoming and safe city. This is above all a walking city. Narrow cobblestone streets have nary a stop sign or traffic light. Instead, the traffic, both pedestrian and motorized, obeys an unwritten code. Motorized traffic abides by the “one by one” rule. Even taxis take turns with each other no matter how busy they are. And pedestrians rule. Walkers, like me, absolutely have the right of way. It took me a couple of days to believe that I could stop four- way traffic simply by stepping off the curb.
More than 2000 colonial homes fronted by a rainbow of multicolored doors populate the historic center city. I never ceased to be amazed to discover that behind those narrow doors were extraordinary patios, flourishing gardens and two hundred year old colonial homes. The city is a hotbed for artists, musicians, writers and history buffs. And given that my guy and I are devout foodies, fabulous restaurants. Everything was fresh with a huge emphasis on organic products. Our days began with calorie-laden breakfasts which I would never eat at home, followed by three to four hours exploring. In that I’m addicted, I headed for the gym while my more reasonable man went back to our rented colonial home to read on one of the three patios. He liked the roof top one best. Our evenings included a happy hour, great food and some kind of music or dramatic presentation.
Perhaps the highlight of our visit was the beautiful two hundred year old house we were lucky to rent. It was truly wonderful. It was filled with beautiful, lush gardens, and three separate patios. Best of all, like everything else in San Miguel, it was surprisingly affordable. Seriously, we had six course tasting menus accompanied with a bottle of wine for less than $50 for the two of us. Easily would have cost $100++ in the states. If you ever have the chance to go to San Miguel, take it! Perhaps the fact that we rented the same house for the full month of August 2018 says it all. We can hardly wait! P.S. Plan on me publishing a Mexico influenced romantic suspense series next year!
USA Today Best Selling author Taylor Lee writes Suspenseful Mystery Thrillers – with a heavy dose of Sexy to Sizzling HOT Romance.
In the five years that she has been writing, Taylor has written more than forty books. Her eight, series track her Special Operatives, Covert Agents, Cops, Firefighters and other iconic heroes and heroines, through the harrowing situations that make up their lives. From human trafficking rings to corrupt politicians, Taylor investigates the underbelly of society and the criminals who flourish there.
Taylor says: “From the residue in my personal blender of mixed races, cultures and world views, my characters emerge. It comforts me to know that while evil slinks in the shadows, the “good guys and gals” of the world sniff it out – and snuff it out.
My characters are arrogant alpha males and the feisty women who bring them to their knees – and vice versa… They fight hard, love hard and don’t mince words. They are dangerous men and women in dangerous times. Love, passion and ridding the world of evil? What’s not to like?