
To be honest, I wasn’t sure that I would come to San Miguel. Even though I’d only heard wonderful things about the town, I wasn’t confident in arriving alone. I’ve flown to Mexico by myself before, but that was for a yoga retreat in a touristic beach town where all was arranged for me from the airport. This time, I’d arrive in Mexico City, exit the airport alone, find the local bus service and ride solo with all of my possessions for 4 hours to a distant destination in the mountains, all while attempting to blend in despite using very rusty Spanish.