I woke up dazed my first morning in San Miguel."Coffee," I thought.
But I didn't want to navigate town trying to sort out where to buy coffee until I was a bit more awake. I'd brought some along, and I'm carrying my little coffee press, but then I had another thought.
"Food."
This one I was less successful with. I was carrying some packets of instant oatmeal in my bag, leftover from my Burma trip in December-January. (Breakfast had been decent everywhere I stayed there and I hadn't used them.)
Not exactly the breakfast of champions, but I was ready now to unpack and figure out which way would lead me to the center of town.
No comments:
Post a Comment