Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Backtracking - June Trip to Querétaro


We've left some significant gaps in this travel diary, including a weekend visit to Querétaro from our summer home in Guanajuato last June. So, here we go, filling in that gap:

[Plus blogging gives us something to do when it gets too d(%^$d hot or, like today, too f^#$*@g wet to work on boat projects in the afternoon here in El Salvador!]


Querétaro - Majority of Our Sight Seeing Duties Accomplished

Querétaro (pron: keh-reh-tah-row - emphasis on the second syllable) is a vibrant state capital within a short drive of Guanajuato.  We gave it three days, and weren't disappointed. 

We stayed in a "luxury long weekend" type of hotel - El Serafin Hotel Boutique - in the core of the old city. They served us a big continental breakfast in the front room of our little suite! Veeeerrry nice. And hauled our (fortunately small) bags up the incredibly steep stairs.



El Serafin Hotel Boutique

We did a lot of walking around and just taking it all in:


Pretty Fountain

Cathedral - Dressed Up For A Wedding

17th Century Sculpture of . . . A Rockette?

A Fountain at the Plaza de Armas of . . .
Beagles or Cocker Spaniels?


Low Tech / High Security

Third Floor: Formal Dresses For Every Occasion

And because it's the Big Thing In Town we walked out to see the aqueduct the Spaniards built in the early 18th Century (1726 - 1738). Even at a distance it's impressive.



View from the Mirador (Lookout)

We hear there are sometimes light shows related to the aqueduct, but we didn't read or see anything about them during our visit.

One night we attended the Orquesta Filarmonica del Estado de Querétaro. [Travel tip: The tourist literature says the state orchestra plays in the historical Teatro de la Republica, but we found that it was performing at a 1960's style (read: concrete box) theater at Calle Vicente Guerrero 37 Norte in the Centro area. So if you're looking for a classical music hit in Querétaro, make sure you ask around.]

The philharmonic is clearly the place for the culture set of Querétaro to see and be seen, so the people watching was good. But we realized how spoiled we had become listening to our "home town" symphony - the Orquesta Sinfonica de la Universidad de Guanajuato. The Guanajuato symphony performs in a very small theater, which creates a wonderfully intimate symphony experience. And in Guanajuato we never need to ask anyone to be quiet! The couple in front of us in Querétaro seemed to be texting friends and discussing how to meet up with someone . . . and we finally had to do the shush thing. So - a good experience in general, but not the best symphony experience.

We did get a chance one afternoon to tour the Teatro de la Republica - and it is a beautiful old building. There's a little museum about the signing of Mexico's 1917 constitution upstairs. And, if you do get a chance to hear the Querétaro philharmonic there, it would probably be a treat.


Teatro de la Republica


Our big dinner out was at Tikua, a very nice Oaxacan restaurant. Another night we came across a funky pizza place in an alley near the symphony hall that was good - but sadly, we don't remember its name. Our other dining experience was just fine - we ate at a place around one of the city's many plazas. There are many such restaurants, and this one was quite busy so we chose it. You'll probably get a similar meal at any of them. 

One morning we had okay coffee at Cafe del Fondo, which is written up in all the guide books. It's worth a stop if you like coffee.

But mostly, because that's what we do, we went to museums.  And as with museums in other Mexican state capitals, those in Querétaro focus on: pre-conquest inhabitants, the Spanish occupation, the War of Independence and the Revolution.  So, that's what we'll do: 


Querétaro - A Highly Selective and Condensed Historical Tour:  



          First, There Was Divine Intervention:  The Spanish victory over the Otomis and Chichimecas at Querétaro in 1531 is one of the many conquest era victories the Spaniards attributed to divine intervention. There was apparently a solar eclipse during the big battle which the indigenous warriors interpreted negatively (a structural cultural risk when deifying nature?). And then, according to reports by an on-sight priest, there was a battlefield vision of Santiago (Saint James) the patron saint of Spain. Clearly Spanish dominance was inevitable. 



Templo y Convento de la Santa Cruz -
Site of Battle Where Santiago Made An Appearance

Santiago In Full Battlefield Mode

Once the Spaniards gained a toe hold they went about building a lot of churches and convents and converting those locals who didn't die of disease.  Most of the ex-convents are now museums or hotels: 

Sleeping On These Benches Surely Required
A Clean Conscience

          Independence:  Querétaro has historically been a conservative stronghold but it did play a pivotal role in achieving Mexican independence. In 1810 the corregidor (a colonial office akin to a district mayor) of Querétaro and his wife were part of a group plotting independence from Spain. The group planned a December insurrection, but in September one of the group was caught in possession of a suspicious amount of arms and the Spanish started looking for fellow conspirators. The corregidor's wife (nicknamed La Corregidora), Doña Josefa de Ortiz de Dominguez, sent a warning to Father Hidalgo that the jig was up. The good padre put the insurrection into fast forward on September 16 and the rest, as they say, is history. 

[For more of our under-informed thoughts about these characters and events click on our posts about Dolores Hidalgo and independence day in Guanajuato.]  

Both the corregidor, Miguel Dominguez, and La Corregidora went to jail for their crimes but survived to see an independent Mexico. Miguel Dominguez was politically prominent in the new country but history has paid more attention to La Corregidora. She has become the female face of the Independence movement. If you attend a Día de la Independencia (September 16) event you will see little boys representing the revolutionary fathers accompanied by one little girl in 19th Century attire - that's La Corregidora.



She's Got The Statues

But Apparently They're Both Buried Here

Querétaro doesn't appear to have been a hotbed of activity during The Mexican Revolution  (1910ish - 1922ish). It next took a leading role during The Mexican American War (1846 - 1848). 

          Manifest Destiny:  Americans who remember the Mexican American War at all (and no, it's not the Spanish-American War) remember it as either (a) training camp for the U.S. Civil War (most of the generals in the U.S. Civil War were lieutenants or captains during this war) or (b) how the U.S. obtained what is now the American Southwest (Alta California and Santa Fe de Nuevo Mexico - present day California, Nevada, Utah and New Mexico and parts of Arizona, Colorado, Texas, Oklahoma and Kansas). 

In Querétaro this war is remembered as the period during which the city served as the capital of Mexico and where the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo, which ended the conflict, was signed. In that treaty Mexico ceded approximately half of its territory in return for $15 million USD (a fair sum in 1848) and an agreement by the U.S. to assume some $3 million in Mexican obligations to U.S. citizens.

The table on which the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo was signed is housed in the Museo Regional in Querétaro: 


The Table
  
The Museo Regional

          Maximilian's Destiny:  The next big historical event in Querétaro, particularly for those interested in tragic figures, was the death of Emperor Maximilian I. The story of Emperor Maximilian and his wife Carlota is truly opera-worthy: international political intrigue, a failed empire, betrayal, execution and madness. A short-hand version of that story is:

In 1859 Maximilian, the younger brother of the Emperor of Austria, was approached by some emperor-shopping Mexican royalists and asked if he would serve as emperor of Mexico. These royalists were very annoyed with the liberal policies of the interim Mexican president, Benito Juarez. Apparently they didn't look closely at Maximilian's resume because he had just been fired as viceroy of some place in Italy by his brother for being too liberal. Maximilian declined the invitation and went on a botanical exploration of Brasil. 

But then in 1861 President Juarez refused to pay the interest due on Mexico's foreign debt. France, the U.K. and Spain invaded Mexico to enforce payment, but shortly thereafter the U.K. and Spain realized that Napoleon III's plans went beyond enforcing payment -- he wanted to take over the entire country. So, Spain and the U.K. reached a negotiated settlement with Mexico and went home. Napoleon III's army didn't.  

An early defeat of the French is the basis of the Cinco de Mayo celebration, but the French eventually conquered enough of the country to engineer a plebiscite legitimizing their new empire. Now all the French and the die-hard monarchists in Mexico needed was an emperor.

Re-enter Maximilian (back from Brasil) who apparently failed to look too closely into the question of voter fraud. Historians tell us he actually thought he was being called to save the day in Mexico. So in 1864 he and his wife Carlota (daughter of King Leopold of Belgium) arrived, ready to help.

Things went wrong quickly. Maximilian imposed some liberal reforms that the monarchists weren't expecting (abolishing child labor, for example) and retained the land reforms President Juarez had put into place. He began to lose even the minimal support he had among the monarchists. At the same time, the army supporting President Juarez began to get some external support. The U.S. had finished its civil war and was able to focus on the French-imposed empire on its border. The U.S. army allegedly began to "lose" caches of weapons along the border for Juarez's army to "find". Even Napoleon III started to think the Mexican Empire was a bad idea and removed his troops in 1866. He advised Maximilian to return to Europe.

But Maximilian, the true believer - at least in himself - didn't want to abandon those few who still supported him. 

Slightly more than three years after he was declared emperor, Maximilian and his dwindling forces were defeated in Querétaro and he was captured due, in part, to an act of betrayal by one of his officers. 


The Ex-Convent Where Maximilian
Was Held Prisoner --
Yes, Also The Site of The Battle of 1531

He was sentenced to death by firing squad. European liberals apparently rallied to his defense but President Juarez declined to rescind the execution order in light of the many Mexicans who had died at the hands of Maximilian's imperial forces. 

On June 19, 1867 Maximilian (age 35)  and two of his generals were executed by a firing squad on a hill outside of Querétaro. Manet painted several paintings of the execution, one of which is on display in the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston.  

Carlota, in Europe at the time trying to rally support which never came, went into seclusion following Maximilian's execution and was a recluse for the remainder of her life. 

And that's a pretty sad story all around.


Thanks for travelling along - through Querétaro and Mexican history!










     





Monday, October 12, 2015

Livin' The Dream - Friday Night

Our sailing compadres, Joe and Karin of Flyin' Sideways introduced us to the phrase "livin' the dream" as irony. As we recall their story, they were carrying 5-gallon jerry jugs of diesel down a hot, dusty road in the Baja when one of them, exhausted and dripping with gritty sweat looked at the other (in similar condition) and said "Hey, livin' the dream!"

Their story resonates with most cruisers because, well - our daily life is not always consistent with the vision that drove our plans. Nor is it the life some of our friends and relatives think we are living. So, for readers who appreciate "truthiness" in blogging, here's our latest "Livin' The Dream" story:  

We spent last Friday doing boat projects in 90 degree heat and god-only-knows-what-percentage humidity. Not all of the projects were successfully completed, but when the bug hour approached (4:30 - 7:00 ish the mosquitoes come out) we quit work, drew the screens, cranked up the fans and took our boat showers (what others may call "spit baths"). It was time for dinner.

Molly was feeling pretty clever because she had an idea for a dinner that could be made from the few food items remaining on board.  

As an aside: There are wonderful, well stocked "American style" grocery stores in San Salvador - but the city is an hour and a half car journey away. Shopping trips to San Salvador are infrequent and expensive. There is a small, marginally well stocked "super market" in a small town (La Herradura) that is close to the marina by dinghy (4 km) but far by bus. And as of Friday our dinghy motor was still dead (see above re: unsuccessful projects . . . ). Our last shopping trip had been nine days earlier.

Molly began to put together a gourmet feast (more irony) of onions, canned corned beef (a remaining "emergency supply" staple), eggs and cheese. The onions went well. Then we opened the can of corned beef and found that it was much more suspect looking than we had anticipated. What had we expected? Not much, actually - but something slightly more appealing than the suspiciously pink lump that oozed from the can. Our readers with pets will know what we're talking about.

We assured ourselves that if we fried it up enough, it would be edible. We applied heat.

Then we began to crack the eggs. Food bloggers warn that in Central America one should open each egg into a separate container before joining it with the other eggs in a dish in case one egg in a pack has "gone off". Don't worry, they write - it's easy to tell if a egg is no good.

Nothing we'd read prepared us for the vile, black mess that came oozing out of one of the eggs. Or the smell that filled the galley and salon and the back of our throats. Had it spoken up and cursed us for disturbing it we would not have been surprised. And yes, the food bloggers were right -- there was no question of whether this egg was "off".

We got the devil egg out of Abracadabra as soon as we could and tried to return to cooking the bejeezus out of the pink goo. But no matter how much we cooked it and the remaining eggs (about which we remained somewhat suspicious) the smell of The Evil Egg clung to them. And to us. 

Finally, we loaded "dinner" into the trash at the end of the dock, sat out in the cockpit to get away from the smell for awhile, and ate our last two granola bars.  

[Lest you worry we are starving to death, we are happy to report that we went food shopping in San Salvador the very next day and the dinghy engine is now working, so we can get to La Herradura for future provisioning. Our one remaining question is how long it will be before we can crack an egg without flinching.]

Sunday, October 4, 2015

So WHERE THE HECK Are We?


After 16 months wandering around North America by car we're finally back home on Abracadabra which is currently docked in the estero Jaltepeque in El Salvador. We're very happy to be here -- and we'll tell you more about how we found our home upon our return -- but before that we wanted to alert our readers to:


Something You Can Do To Make The World Better

Remember the fabulous eclipse of the Supermoon last Sunday (27th of September)? Spectacular pictures on the Internet, etc.? Well, it won't surprise any of you who are sailors but Supermoons (a full or new moon at its closest point to the earth in its rotation) make for super tides. And for people who live on a tidal estuary that's not always a good thing.  

Isla Cordonilla in estero Jaltepeque was flooded on the Monday and Tuesday following the Supermoon due to extremely high tides brought on by the moon event. Many of the families on the island lost everything - crops, food, wood for cooking, bedding, clothing - everything. Their water wells were polluted and their sanitation facilities were ruined. 

An American couple (Bill and Jean of s/v Mita Kulu) who have settled on the island (and were not badly impacted by the super tide) are working to assist these 270 villagers (over 50% of whom are under 18). They are raising money for mosquito nets and clean drinking water. Sailors may know Bill and Jean as the people operating the Cruisers Rally To El Salvador

If you can find some money in your pocketbook for the people of Isla Cordonilla please contact Pamela of s/v Precious Metal at mybentley@yahoo.ca. She's gathering donations and is set up to send money to Bill and Jean. We personally assure you that the money is going to the people of the island. This isn't a charity event that's grabbed the attention of the big relief agencies. That means that no money will go to support a sophisticated aide distribution network. Any donations will go to assist the flood victims, many of whom are children. We're donating some money and some clothing -- but we're just a small drop in a big bucket.  

Thanks for any help you can provide these folks!

Arrival

We arrived in El Salvador on September 22 and Neptune must have been with us. We hit the green light and were able to get our four huuuuge checked bags (including one 69.5 pound roll-on full of boat parts and another stuffed with an inflatable kayak) through customs without any explanations or excitement.  Additional evidence that the god of the sea was looking after us: TSA didn't confiscate the CO2 cartridges for our inflatable life vests! Although, perhaps more effective than divine intervention was the fact that they were wrapped in a highlighted photocopy of the TSA rule that said we could fly with them.

We found Abracadabra sparkling clean on the outside, thanks to Jose's hard work. And we found her in pretty good shape on the inside as well, considering she'd been a floating storage locker for 16 months in the tropics!


Abracadabra's Transition

The auxiliary (inboard) engine is working (woo-hoo!) along with almost everything else -- the starter battery is kaput, the dinghy outboard is having some shifting issues . . . 


The Outboard Runs - But It Doesn't Go Anywhere!

. . . , the galley sink strainer was rusted and half of the zippers on the storage bags are seized up (salt air; cured by vinegar), but we found very little mildew (Molly's #1 fear) and after some fiddling and cursing the navigation systems both seem to be working (Bryce's #1 fear).    

We stayed at the lodge for eight nights while we sorted through the stuff "stored" below:


Abracadabra As (Poorly Organized) Storage Locker

And after a marathon provisioning day in San Salvador (gracias para su ayuda, Jorge!) we were able to move aboard on the 30th of September.  


Life In The Estuary

The estuary where Abracadabra is located has had a very dry wet season, which for much of the peninsula means the well water is very salty (even those wells not impacted by the super tides described above).  Salt water showers followed by agua dulce (sweet water - non-salty water) rinses were the order of the day at the lodge -- so in some ways living aboard is better! Our showers are way shorter - but all agua dulce.

Mostly the weather is hot and humid, with rain at night. One rainy, breezy evening we even broke out light rain jackets for outdoor dining. 


The Captain In His Dinner Jacket

Our Spanish teachers and fellow students may be interested to know that we have been adding some Latin American (vs. Mexican) words to our Spanish vocabulary. For example, mosquitoes in Latin American Spanish are zancudos (in Mexican Spanish, mosquitos). And sadly, this is a very important word for us here! [Molly's new perfume is eau de DEET. Bryce is struggling to find it attractive.] 

We have at least another two weeks of projects before we travel off the dock. The big project will be installing a wind generator we purchased in Mazatlán but there are others (starter battery, outboard, rotating a hatch for better breeze catching, etc.) - likely including many we haven't yet anticipated. So, while we're here we'll take it easy (the heat, you know) in the afternoons to enjoy:

  • Naps in the palapa hammocks and soaks in the lodge's "swimming" pool (nice for soaking but too small to actually swim);
  • Sunday events at Lynn and Lou's - a couple from Sacramento who have purchased a lovely place on the estuary with a fabulous swimming pool which they are kind enough to  open to yatistas on Sunday afternoons; 
  • DVDs of the television series "Six Feet Under" (thanks, Anne and Perry!); and
  • Catching up on our blog [Where were we between Guanajuato and El Salvador? Why, Chihuahua, Toronto, Lakefield and Pacific Grove (thanks, Ken and Claudia!) to name a few].

So -- Where are YOU?  Write us and let us know!