Cattle Grates are the devil.

OOOK... Yesterday.... flew out of SFO got to Houston, caught a shuttle to my terminal, and arrived JUST in time to see my plane leave....
I was concerned because there was a driver that was scheduled to pick me up from Monterrey at a specific time and I wouldn't be there.... taking a taxi was something I didn't want to do.... So as I am running around manic about what to do next a woman comes up from behind me and puts her hands on my shoulders. I'm thinking 'WTF?' and she whispers in my ear "Miss, your skirt is tucked into your underwear." YES... the highlight of my day.

Eventually I arrived in Monterrey but my bag did not. I was in a bit of a panic until two women named Jen and Juliet offered me some pants and tequila. My bag arrived at 10pm. There is a god.

Spent the morning shopping for food..
No grocery stores....
Stray Dogs..... Lots of stray dogs.
Houses made out of cement.
Children pointing and laughing at all the dirt bag climbers.

I was unsure about this place until I climbed....
Limestone... pockets, cracks, and cactus......amazing.
pictures to come

One more thing.... be careful around cattle grates they are deceiving.
Bisou.