San Angel

One Saturday this month we stole away from our home improvement projects to check out San Angel. I was interested in seeing the art market (not that hot after all) and we were ready to relax in a more gracious part of the city.



San Angel was certainly lovely. Starting out as a summer escape for rich Spaniards, it is now a picture-perfect suburb. The Saturday market attracts tourists and locals looking to scoop up oil paintings and handicrafts, and there are dozens and dozens of pretty houses on cobblestone streets.





Our favorite sight was the Convento e Iglesia del Carmen. From the 1600s, this Carmelite monastary has a collection of colonial religious art and this crazy basement crypt full of mummies. No photos were allowed, but trust me, it was really cool.



Our least favorite part of this trip may have been the ceviche Sergio ordered at La Camelia. Or not. All I know is that Sunday night Sergio was incredibly sick and reporting to the infirmary on Monday for his dose of Cipro. Sergio says he blames the cilantro in our homemade salsa. Who knows? He's okay now and says he feels like he is officially part of Mission Mexico now.