Hogar Dulce Hogar!

Well, we have had our first night in our new home.

Buried in boxes, with much left to do, it's nice to be home.

Too tired to write much so let me leave you with a little haiku.
I should warn you, I am not much of a poet!

The old left behind
A transplant sprouting new roots
The house now a home

While you are waiting!

Sorry folks, but things have been a little crazy with the final stages of the house.
I have been neglecting the blog.

But by the end of the week we should be in the new house, and I will have more pictures and posts for you.

But until then, here are a couple of pictures I have taken of signs here that have given me a laugh.

Both these signs were mentioned to me by people who saw my " I M DUMB" post earlier this year.

This is a picture of the FART taxi, parked in front of the Basilica in Patzcuaro.
At first I was told they had disappeared, but this now seems to be a regular haunt for them in the morning.




Also, driving down to Uruapan, I came across this sign.
Roughly translated it means....

Please yield to vehicles without brakes.

I wonder how you tell the vehicles without brakes from the others? HMMMM....