Retirement; like your parents, but way cooler
In 1991 Billy and Akaisha Kaderli retired at the age
of 38. Now, into their 4th decade of this
financially independent lifestyle, they invite you
to take advantage of their wisdom and experience.
Taxi from Morelia to Our Hotel
Posada San Agustin,
Billy and Akaisha Kaderli
After spending several marvelous days in
the sophisticated and hip
City of Morelia, we decided to visit a
town less than an hour away, named Patzcuaro.
Centuries ago, this town was important
during the Colonial period. So much so, that the leaders of
the leaders of Morelia were in a competition with each other to obtain legal
recognition from Spain and all the status and money this would bring into
their corresponding cities.
Morelia won that battle, and this is
where the futures of the cities diverged.
Antonio, our taxi driver from Morelia
After having breakfast in
our hotel in Morelia, we stepped outside to grab a
taxi to take us to Patzcuaro.
We were looking for a price around
300Pesos which would be under $17USD for the less than 1 hour trip. The
first man quoted us 400Pesos, so we let him go. But the second cabbie said
300, and off we went!
Taking the road into Patzcuaro
It was a smooth ride into Patzcuaro. The
road was easy with few curves and some beautiful greenery from time to time.
This is a pretty modern area as we enter
into the city of Patzcuaro.
The modern side of the city
As we moved into the area of the main
city itself, we weren't sure what we'd be seeing.
Patz had a reputation for
indigenous crafts and artistry, but this looked like it could be "anywhere,
U.S.A." with its movie theater, modern shopping and Wal*Mart.
The streets were newly paved, the
sidewalks were not broken and fairly modern cars were on the roads.
Ancient window and shutters
overlooking rooftops - the view from our small room
Antonio drove us into the old town and to
our first hotel choice, ... and my heart dropped.
This was supposed to be the #1 value
hotel in Patzcuaro and had decent ratings online.
Unbeknownst to us, we happened to arrive
on Mexico's Mother's Day and the streets and portales were jammed
packed. (Mexico celebrates Mother's Day on a specific date, dissimilar to
the date it is celebrated in the States.)
There was construction being done down
the street, so that added to the chaos and things everywhere were kind of a
mess. At 11 a.m, we had not expected this at all.
Billy paid Antonio and tipped him
handsomely while I trepidatiously climbed the ancient steps to ask about a
Up from the attendant's desk, the
hotel opens up. Fresh drinking water is offered.
From the outside, the hotel and the
surrounding portales looked poverty stricken and dirty. My mind was
racing a bit but I found the attendant at a lone desk in a bare bones room
at the end of the stairs and I verified the address with him. I was hoping
we had mistakenly arrived at the wrong place.
He would laugh and tell me, "No, that's
just down the street in the garden-lined area, there. See? You'll have a
balcony view and great WiFi."
But such was not the case.
was correct. I told the attendant that we found him on the internet and
quoted him a price of 350Pesos, including breakfast.
We dickered around a bit with him saying
the rate per night was 500Pesos, no breakfast.
We settled on 400Pesos per night, and I
asked to see a room.
View from the defunct dining room of
the Plaza Chica
Upstairs was definitely brighter and more
open and held a sliver of promise. He showed me to a smallish room with a
tiny bed (but firm!) and promised hot water and WiFi.
It was surprisingly
I mentioned the dining room we had passed and asked how
much he charged for breakfast, but he sidestepped the question entirely.
"There is no one here to cook, you have to reserve breakfast 2 days in
advance, we don't use this dining room anymore," etc. and so on.
I wasn't getting anywhere, but I sneaked
this view from the dining area. I could at least see where we were in
relation to the town's happenings.
I told the man we'd take the room and
went down to pay and tell Billy "the good news."
I thought we'd start here and maybe
find another place tomorrow.
Looking to the right from the dining room
As it turned out, this hotel was smack
dab in the middle of the action in old town Patzcuaro.
The day after Mother's Day, the streets
cleared of jammed humanity and there was more air to breathe.
Day Market and
terrific street food
was to the left from this balcony view and so having
action, cheap, tasty food and a park was all at our fingertips.
So, while our initial moments were
disappointing, it turns out that our room was very clean, the bed was firm,
we had a view and best of all, it was only $20 bucks a night!
Hotel Posada San Agustin
Portal Benito Juuarez 27
Centro 61600 Patzcuaro
Tele: 01. 434. 342. 0442
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