We had to briefly live life without the internet and it was horrible, but we are back on line now.  Yesterday was a travel day and we beat all the other imaginary amazing race teams in getting to our destination of San Miguel de Allende.  Our taxi driver arrived at our Tuxtla hotel before I was ready but I threw my stuff together and piled wet hair on the top of my head.  Tripadvisor says there are two airports in Tuxtla.  There is only one and we got past that obsticle.  The airport is nearly an hour out in the cactus fields.  We did not have tickets but got those in spite of a fairly full flight.  Interjet.  What a great plane.  Roomy and nice comfortable seats.  Free tequila, bourbon, or beer and some little snacks.  Arrived Mexico City on time and walked (uncomplaining) to the far end of the terminal carrying very heavy pack in spite of my advancing years and just barely boarded the luxury bus for Queretaro.  Checked our luggage, received snacks from the stewardess, put feet up on leg rest and plugged in headset to my own personal entertainment system.  I fat fingered my selection of movies and ended up with White House Down in Spanish.  It's always good to choose an action movie when you are trying to translate because the dialogue and plot are at a third grade level.  Arriving in Queretaro you immediately notice that it seems to be a more affluent city with lots of businesses.  White homes everywhere in the hills.  From Queretaro back on a bus that quickly filled up with standing room only as they picked up and dropped folks off into the countryside.  Arrived at 8:30 or so to SMA and got on one final rickety local bus that had an old car license from Minnesota hanging by the driver. Knew that we were on the right bus.