We took a walk yesterday about a half mile out of downtown to see the location of our next guesthouse stay.  We passed some beautiful rich looking farm fields and a combination of old homes and some new housing developments.  We will have cooking facilities so we stocked up on a few things at a small local market before we make a taxi excursion to the larger market outside of the center.  It will be nice to be out in the country for a change.  Walking to the market this morning I was cursed by a driver because I was indecisive in crossing the street.  "Chinga de tu Madre" he said.  No need to translate that.  Our current host would say that a better insult is to ask "were you educated by your Mother".  I don't know why insults need to involve someone's Mother.  Most of the streets are one way here.  There are no stop signs but there is an unspoken method of right of way and horn honking.  I just haven't figured that out completely yet.