I love it when a rooster crows in the middle of a city. This is only one of the fascinating sounds of San Miguel de Allende in Central Mexico. There is also the chiming of church bells, puttering of mopeds, cooing of pigeons, barking of dogs and laughter of her people.
Today clouds grew progressively darker against brightly colored Spanish Colonial churches and architecture nearly 500 years old. Thunder boomed, lightening flashed, warm tropical winds blew my hair.