November 30, 2015 by Rae

Cemetery Walking Tour with El conde de la capa negra

Julia was due to meet up with me at 6:30. At 6:45, I decided to go wait for her in the lobby, which wound up being a good move since she told me upon arriving at about 6:55 that she had forgotten what room I was in. She wanted to eat at Tía Chona, but it was closed. 🙁

We instead walked down Calle Constitución in the opposite direction from the Walk of Fame and looked for food there. This part of Calle Constitución reminded me of Sparks Street in Ottawa, so much so that I actually got hit with a very unexpected wave of homesickness!

We narrowed our dinner choices to tamales from a cart, a gorditas restaurant Julia had been to the night before, and a taco place. I wanted a proper dinner, so the tamales were out. I voted for gorditas to see what they are like in Durango, but when we got there, Julia looked at me sheepishly and said that she preferred to go to the taco place. We did and it wound up being a full service restaurant with lots of different things on the menu. She asked about the non-alcoholic beverage options, so I did the polite thing and asked if she minded if I ordered a beer. Not at all! And she ended up changing her order to beer, too! I had a Victoria and she went with a Modelo.

Everything on the menu looked good, but she told me to try huarache, which she said was a thick maize base with melted cheese, meat, and veg. I chose to have it with al pastor pork! When it came, I wasn’t too impressed by what I was getting for my money, as it looked like I was getting a taco with a really thick shell, but once I’d piled on the various salsas and taken a bite (after confirming that this was finger food), I was sold! It was like eating a Greek pita! Julia burst out laughing when my eyes started to water and I tried to identify the salsa that was the culprit. She informed me that there were chiles hidden under all the melted cheese. Did you know that beer actually helps cut down on the pain from hot chiles?

The al pastor pork was fantastic and didn’t taste anything like what I get in Maz (not better or worse, just different). Julia said that foods in Mexico have the same name, but vary from region to region and that just because I like something in one region won’t mean I will like it in another, and vice-versa.

It was 7:57 by the time we had paid and so we rushed to Plaza de armas to catch the tour, which started at 8:00. But once we had our tickets, we were informed that it actually starts at 8:30. They just put 8:00 on the brochure to make sure they get going on time! Sneaky! We had time to walk down Constitución a bit to check out the craft market, where we sampled some coffee-flavoured booze and a really good (albeit sweet) cinnamon whisky!

The tour was based on Mexican artist Benigno Montoya (I guess “The Princess Bride” isn’t known in Mexico, because I’m the only one who found the name funny). There is a museum in Durango dedicated to his funerary arts. The tour was to take us through a cemetery to look at some of his sculptures and see the tombs of famous people from Durango.

Again, I won’t pretend that I understood a fraction of the tour, but it was well worth my time just for the experience of spending two hours in a pitch dark cemetery laughing! I thought that the tour would be scary, but it was mostly just entertaining. There was a guy dressed like a monk with a spooky skull mask who would sometimes stand in the shadows waiting to be noticed, but he never actually jumped out at anyone. He also had some stories to tell and I could get just enough to know that he was hilarious and not trying to be scary at all despite his appearance!

Our main tour guide called himself El conde de la capa negra (the count of the black cloak) and a third character was Lady Black, whose face was covered by a thick veil. The man who played the count told us that he is a professional actor paid by Durango tourism and that this is his full-time job. Not a bad gig!

I was surprised by how much we were able to see even in the dark. My camera has a good flash! Unfortunately, it ran out of juice before the tour ended and my last pictures were taken with my crappy iPhone camera. You’ll see the difference!

Walking around the cemetery was dangerous. Lots of tripping hazards and even open holes!

This tomb was so sad. It belongs to a six-month-old baby and ends with “I’ll never forget you, my porcelain doll.”

Here’s the monk telling us about his problems buying Doritos at Oxxo (I got the gist of it!):

This is where Lady Black joined us. The effect was really well done, since she’s all in black and emerges like a ghost from the shadows! Speaking of ghosts, El conde told us about how the week before he had a private group of 40 people from Culiacán and half the group, including himself, saw a ghost. He broke character to share this story and I could tell that it had really freaked him out!

His megaphone looks a little imposing, but he had it on very low volume:

We saw so many lovely sculptures:

An entrepreneurial woman was waiting for us at the end of the tour. She was literally running a restaurant out of the trunk of her car! Look at her professional sign! Almost everyone lined up to get something, but Julia and I were stuffed from dinner and not curious. I told her how that’s not legal in Canada and after some stumbling, Julia understood that it was for hygiene reasons. She found that rather absurd, saying that we’d probably faint if we saw how restaurants handle our food out of sight. I completely agree with her!

There was a boy napping on the bus on the way back to Plaza de armas. I have no idea how he managed to stay up there in the lurching traffic, but he slept soundly! Another thing you wouldn’t see NOB (north of the border)!

This tour was $60 and wouldn’t have been worth it to me if I was on my own. But from what I got out of it, it would be totally worth it to someone who better understands Spanish than I do. I had had no interest in the Benigo Montoya museum and found myself regretting that I wouldn’t have time to take a tour of it!

It was past 10:30 when we were dropped off at Plaza de armas and I was overdue for bed. Julia debated getting a cab back to her hotel, saying that she never walks after dark anywhere, but I felt perfectly safe walking the few blocks down 20 de noviembre. Before we separated, she said that she might be back on Isla this week and would pop in if she is. So we may see each other again. If not, we have some great memories!

Saturday was a really full and fun day in Durango. I didn’t do all of what I had thought I’d do, but having had the opportunity to share my day with someone made up for that. I got a chance to step out of my comfort zone and do a few things I wouldn’t have done on my own because of the language barrier and, so, I got a richer experience.

November 30, 2015 by Rae

Durango’s Teleférico (Cable Car)

Saturday morning’s first stop was to be the teleférico (cable car), which, like all Durango attractions, only opened at 10:00 a.m. En route, I stopped in at a coffee roasting house and ordered their $10 Americano special, but was upsold to a $28 French pressed cup. MMM! They also gave me a small bag of their grounds, good enough to make at least four more coffees at home! What a deal! It was very, very, very loud in the store and I could barely hear anything, so when the guy pushed the bag of beans at me, I said, “No thank you,” and he laughed and replied, very loudly, “No, no, we are gifting it to you!” I’ve never had that happen before and I’m actually drinking a cup of their coffee as I’m writing this post! It is much better than the disappointing Chiapas I bought from Rico’s, but still not as good as Rico’s Veracruz!

It’s so hard to get decent coffee in Maz, enough so that I thought that Mexico doesn’t have a coffee culture. As it turns out, this is just another Maz thing. There is coffee everywhere in Durango, from espresso drinks to plain old drip coffee. I never saw any instant. If I ordered coffee with a meal, I got real coffee. In Maz, I get instant. *shudders* So I may have overdone it a bit with the caffeine over the weekend!

I took my coffee to the library and sipped it while enjoying the view, then I bought my ticket. $20 roundtrip. I knew that there wasn’t much at the other end, just a church and lookout point, but I wanted to see Durango from above. And, $20 roundtrip! Durango is so affordable!

Here I am at the waiting area on the low side. You can see that the cable cars don’t travel very far or very high.

The cars were very clean and in new condition:

Your return ticket is good all day, but I can’t imagine spending much time at the top.

I love looking down at Mexican rooftops!

It really didn’t feel that high up while I was riding the cable car:

Everything about the installation was very shiny and obviously well maintained:

Here’s the platform at the top:

There was a youngish gal riding solo next to me and we started to talk when we landed. Her name is Julia (hoo-lee-ah) and she is a 27-year-old nurse from Guadalajara who was enjoying her three weeks of holiday traveling from home to Durango by way of Maz. She was on Isla last week! We hit it off right away, being so unaccustomed to running into other solo female travelers. She went along for the same reason I do so: we can’t find the right person to share the journey with!

She was traveling by bus because she wanted to see the scenery and not just her steering wheel. Got to agree with her on that one. I love to drive, but I sometimes miss out on what’s around me!

We ended up spending all of Saturday together! So this is how you get a picture of me at the Mirador de los remedios (viewpoint of the remedies):

Durango is huge. You don’t really see urban sprawl like that in Canada:

This tower amused me:

The viewpoint was well done, with a lot of different levels:

This is the oldest church in Durango, built in the early 1600s:

So much urban sprawl:

Julia and I had fun mapping out the parts of the city that we know. I could see the Soriana sign on 20 de noviembre, so it was very easy to spot my hotel!

We had a conversation with the cable car operator on the way down. He was curious as to where I’m from and when I said Maz for the winter he shuddered and said pretty much the same thing the pharmacist had said the night before about Maz not being a place he particularly enjoys going! I then got a lecture on all that Durango has to offer tourists (museums, shows, architecture, and more) and its three big annual festivals. I promised him that I would tell all my friends to come to Durango. So go to Durango!

I was peckish as we landed and was going to ask Julia if she wanted to eat something when she preempted my question! She’d only had coffee since getting up, so she was ready for a big brunch. She wanted to try a place called Tostadas, right around the corner on Florida from Tía Chona. We had to wait to get a table, which was a sign that this was a good restaurant! We both had orange juice with complimentary toast and jam while we perused the menu. She ordered some sort of mini-burrito things. I went with a torta and it was really good, with thinly sliced roast pork, as well as guacamole, mustard, cheese, ham, and other goodies. Julia made me laugh when she said she doesn’t like hot things — both in terms of spiciness and temperature! I added some of the spicy salsa to my torta and asked if that was bad form since she wasn’t putting any on her rather plain looking meal. Not at all, it was just too spicy for her! Another Mexican stereotype debunked; they don’t all like burning their tongues!

When we were done eating, we had just enough time to hoof it to Plaza de armas to catch a bus!

November 30, 2015 by Rae

Museo General Francisco Villa/ Palacio de Zambrano, Durango

I ventured out again around 5:00 to check out the teléférico. What are those things called in English?! Téléférique en français… Oh, cable car! Geeze! 🙂 I got to the entrance and there was a sign to access the site from the library. Okay.

Yup, officially working off my giant lunch!

Unfortunately, the cable cars were down for maintenance until late, but would open again at 10:00 in the morning.

The view from the library was worth the climb!

By this point, I had a bad blister on the small toe of my left foot. I always get them there and when I do, I dream of amputating the toe as it gives me nothing but grief! But rather than do something so drastic, I kept an eye out for a pharmacy so I could get some Band-Aids, having forgotten to tuck a few in my purse. I found a small one at the corner of Independencia and Florida/20 de noviembre. There are a lot of pharmacies in Mexico! There, I told the pharmacist that I needed ‘this,’ holding up a picture of a Band-Aid on my phone. I did that because the last time I asked for a bandage for a foot issue, I was offered a tensor bandage. It was $1 for two!

I wound up being there for quite a while because the pharmacist was curious about me and pleased that I had enough Spanish to answer his questions. We ended up having a really interesting conversation about Mazatlán, which he described as “Not for me. Very dirty and extremely noisy. Nothing to do if you don’t like going to the beach.”

This was interesting because I was going to have two more similar conversations the next day. But, you know, I can’t entirely disagree with him, not now that I have another colonial city to compare Maz to. What I thought about Maz being ‘Mexican’ is really Maz being Maz. Mexico isn’t always that noisy or chaotic. Durango, while busy, and much larger than Mazatlán, was incredibly quiet and what I saw of it was much better ordered than Maz, as well as not as rough around the edges and definitely a lot cleaner. Durango wasn’t ‘better’, don’t get me wrong, but this conversation with the pharmacist reminded me to avoid generalizing about a country because of one experience, something I’m always telling people not to do!

My best friend asked me if I’d consider pulling up my Maz roots and moving to Durango for the rest of the winter. The thought never even crossed my mind. It actually gets cold in Durango! 🙂

Speaking of which, I had perfect weather all weekend, just overcast enough to not sunburn me, and warm enough, even at night, that I could wear a skirt or dress with sandals and just a light cardi. And none of the promised Saturday rain materialised!

From the pharmacy, I decided it was too early to call it a day, so I opted to go check out the Museo General Francisco Villa/Palacio de Zambrano, about the famous figure from the Mexican Revolutionary War. You may have heard of him as Pancho Villa. Entrance here was also about $22 and I got an introduction to the museum in French!!!

There are two interesting aspects to the museum. First is, of course, the palace itself, built by a mining tycoon. The museum’s rooms are sprawled through several rooms of the palace, but the signage and subtle guest direction is really well done.

Looking towards the entrance courtyard:

The first room, about the origins of the palace, had signage in Spanish, English, and Braille! The rest of the museum was only in Spanish, though.

Another courtyard:

Staircase and one of many beautiful murals:

Your tour continues thataway. There are so many smaller museums that aren’t laid out as clearly as this one was.

Stone arches:

More stone arches:

The Mexican flag’s eagle in stained glass:

It was interesting to learn about Pancho Villa. Much like I learned from a Quebec perspective that celebrated Manitoban hero Louis Riel was a scoundrel, I always got the U.S. perspective that Pancho Villa was a criminal. Historic perspective always depends on who is telling the story! Villa described himself as a “simple and rough man who learned to read very late and who lived the wild life of the mountains.”

There was a lot of information to take in since I was new to this history and so I won’t even try to recap all the info I was bombarded with!

But I do have to admire him here, where he said that every community in Mexico should have a school for the betterment of Mexican society as a whole:

One of the final exhibits was about the Mexican legal system. I liked how the old layers of wallpaper in the door frames of that room were preserved:

This mural of Villa on his horse is in the entrance lobby and is apparently a famous image of him:

Villa was assassinated and there was disagreement about where he should be interred. His tomb was eventually ransacked and his body decapitated!

His body (literally) was finally laid to final rest in Mexico City:

As for his head, there are a lot of theories about where it wound up, including in the hands of Yale’s Skull and Bones Society!

I could have easily spent a full day just in this museum thoroughly reading instead of just skimming all the information, but I knew I couldn’t learn Mexican history that quickly and that I should just let what I’d learned sink in and then build on it.

I went back to the hotel for a bit and then eventually got hungry, so I went out to find a light dinner. After circling around for ages and finding absolutely nothing appealing (despite an abundance of choice), I decided my growling stomach was lying and I wasn’t hungry. I got back to the hotel and noticed a torta restaurant literally across the street from the entrance! All that walking and the most appealing thing was right there! I went in and ordered their ‘especial’ (which means whatever they want to throw into a sandwich special). It was very delicious and combined guacamole with mustard! A strange concept that worked! It really hit the spot and then I was done for the night.

I was in bed early (9:00), but the brats next door came thundering up and down and up and down and up and down the stairs for several hours, so I didn’t really get to sleep until well past 1:00, knowing that I’d be awake with the bell chime at 7:00. So much for a restful vacation, but, hey, I can sleep when I’m dead!

November 30, 2015 by Rae

Paseo Túnel de Minería, Calle Constitución, and Barrio de Analco, Durango

After the city museum, I crossed the street to enter the Paseo Túnel de Minería, a mining tunnel reproduction and museum.

Here’s one of many tourist maps you can find around Centro:

Tunnel entrance elevator at Plaza de armas:

It’s quite a ways down!

I was once again told that the museum is temporarily closed and that there is instead an exhibit on child exploitation and sex trafficking. I said I still wanted to go in and they let me go down the stairs. But at the bottom, they had an English speaker (sort of — I think my Spanish was better!) make sure I really did understand what I was getting into.

The special exhibit has you start at the end. Most of the mining information stuff has been blocked off, but you can still get some of the info. Really, I wanted to do this just for the tunnel itself, so there was plenty there to make the journey worthwhile.

The tunnel was actually pretty spooky!

There were information panels and displays all along it. Very disturbing information, of course, but informational.

You can see here how they covered up some of the mining stuff:

Near the end, there, there was a very powerful animated film about a young girl getting recruited through her Facebook account. I was very lucky in the early days of the Internet to never get into a situation like this! After the film, there was a man handing out information on resources for women and children caught in a bad situation and how witnesses can report things.

This wasn’t a fun part of the day at all, but I came out knowing that Mexico is working to protect the rights and liberties of its women and children, and that is something that was well worth knowing.

I came back above ground at Plaza de armas, so I decided to stroll down the pedestrian Calle Constitución to go check out the oldest neighbourhood in Durango, Barrio de Analco.

I couldn’t get enough of this building at the corner of Constitución and 5 de febrero! Love the flying buttresses!

And the church bell!

This bit of Calle Constitución is modeled after the Hollywood Walk of Fame, with stars for all the famous actors who have filmed something in Durango. It is a lot more attractive and cleaner than the original walk of fame. 🙂

Finally, an actor I really like!

There was a craft market as well as a man selling tacos from a cart. They smelled divine…

Ah… the best actor of all time. So happy to see his name here:

There was a bit of a park at the end of the street:

And a pedestrian overpass that no one was using!

The main street in the Barrio de Analco was lined with well preserved old houses, a real feast for the eyes:

But get off the main road, and you pretty much have slum, not unlike in Maz’s own Centro:

It still has its own charm!

Coming back to Constitución, I thought that it would be nice to have that apartment upstairs!

The crowd around the taco guy had dissipated a bit, so I got in line! I just wanted a snack since I had big plans for lunch. But it was just past noon (I swear time stood still in Durango) and I had a long walk to lunch, so sustenance was required! $8 for a carne asada (BBQed beef) taco, with lots of different salsas and toppings, including chopped cabbage. I liked that the seller wore a face mask and changed his gloves to handle money. I eat from carts all the time in Maz and have never been ill, but sometimes find the hygiene standards could be a bit better.

I was just about to take my first bite when a man said in perfect, but heavily accented English, “Oh, you didn’t get to Mexico yesterday!”

I turned to him, a little bewildered, and asked him what he meant. “Number one, you’re eating from a cart. Number two, you just ordered; didn’t care what he was selling. Number three, you just started piling on toppings without examining anything and when we warned you that the green stuff was spicy, you added more!”

We had a chat as I ate my very delicious taco and he asked why I picked that cart, only because it was, in his opinion, the best tacos in that part of Durango! “Easy,” I told him. “It’s the one that had the biggest crowd!”

Sated, I headed back towards 20 de noviembre for the very long walk to the Emir restaurant. I was surprised to pass a truck that had a parking ticket!

The restaurant was very easy to find, just well past the Soriana and 5KM from my hotel according to Siri (I doubt it was really that much…). Emir is an ‘Arabic’ restaurant, the only one in Durango. Went for their mysterious (no description) ‘Lebanese platter’ (not quibbling over the fact that the Lebanese are not Arabs). Some time later, this arrived:

Growing up in the Montreal-Ottawa corridor with its huge Lebanese population, I’m very familiar with the cuisine and disappointed by attempts made to recreate it away from that region. Oh, I sometimes scratch the itch, but I really need to go back east to reach full satisfaction. So imagine my surprise that this was by far the best, never mind most satisfying, Lebanese spread I’ve had outside of Montreal-Ottawa! In Durango, Mexico! My only disappointment was that the fried ball that looks like an American football wasn’t a falafel (but it was still delicious). I was amazed by my willpower when I turned down more pita, but caved at the offer of baklava and Turkish coffee! This was a meal I will remember for a very, very, very long time. Total cost was something like a mere $220 with the tip.

The walk back to the hotel was rather necessary and I had a nap when I got there, but that was mostly because I didn’t get much sleep the night before because of all that coffee!

My day was far, far from done!

November 29, 2015 by Rae

Getting My Bearings in Durango

By the time I was settled into my hotel room, it was about 3:00 p.m. on Thursday. I decided to go out and get my bearings. That was easy to do since Durango’s Centro is laid out in a perfect grid pattern and all streets are well marked. There are also frequent maps with a ‘you are here and points of interest are here, here, and here’ being noted, as well as directional signage on all the main street corners (Plaza de armas is that way, Walk of Fame is this way, turn here for the Francisco Villa museum, etc.).

Within minutes, I knew that Durango was much more tourist friendly and accessible than Maz is and that Maz’s failures in that regard are not a reflection of Mexico, but of the Maz city planners. My Mexican education continues!

Walking a few blocks up 20 de noviembre, I found the main basilica, which is in front of Plaza de armas. I’ll just get it out right here that the architecture in Durango is gorgeous. This is a very, very, very old city (founded in 1563!!!) and the architecture reflects that, with a lot of Baroque influence.

A block from the Plaza de armas, I spotted the Museo de la ciudad 450 (city museum), something that I knew was on my ‘must see’ list:

I found the Mercado Gómez Palacio a few blocks later,, a bewildering and disorganized warren of stalls! Rather fun and disorienting to poke through, but I have to say that it’ll make me better appreciate Maz’s mercado! I picked up a new apron (something that was on my list to buy in Maz, so why not make it a souvenir?!). Very inexpensive, only $85.

More oggling of architecture happened:

I love how colourful Mexico is. I want this pink washing machine in my house in Mérida when I get there!

And another exquisite building!

Tacos al pastor!

The fabric store (Parisina) is housed in not-so-shabby digs!

Check out the McDonald’s!

Back at Plaza de armas, I was dumbfounded to discover that this rotunda holds a tourist information bureau! I got tons of info as well as several maps. Why doesn’t Maz have anything like this?!

Corner of Constitución and 5 de febrero:

Vancouver Donuts on 5 de febrero!

This is a palace that holds several cafés as well as the Francisco (Pancho) Villa Museum:

A cappuccino sounds good… But it’s late. Maybe another time.

I passed the Museo de arqueología (archeology) on the way back to my hotel (again, it’s right in front of the Palacio parking where Moya was staying). I was tempted to go in, but decided to save it for the next day.

Back on 20 de noviembre on the corner of Zaragoza looking towards my hotel:

Church across the street from my hotel:

I love Mexican alleyways!

Another not too ugly building!

On the street behind my hotel, I found a used book store and couldn’t resist going in. Oh, that universal smell of old paper! I browsed a bit and then asked if they had Mexican poetry books. The owner, who must have been 100 years old, pulled out a gorgeous and huge leather-bound tome. It was only $150, but way too massive, so I asked if he had something smaller and less expensive. Without hesitating, he pulled out a slim anthology of modern Mexican poetry, for just $75. Sold!

I took my treasure and headed back to have that cappuccino! I love how Mexicans put cinnamon in their coffee! I read for quite a bit as I savoured my treat. There’s sugar in the picture, but I didn’t put any in. I only like milk in my coffee.

I then headed back to the hotel to research dinner options. One of the best rated options in all of Durango was Fonda de la Tía Chona, just a few blocks from my hotel (but of course!). It’s next to this building, which I found very charming in a Sleeping Beauty’s castle tucked away behind the thorns kind of way:

Here’s the outside of the restaurant:

The menu is a bit bewildering as it’s laid out like a newspaper, with dish listings peppered between interesting articles. I ordered a XX beer and didn’t have time to order my main before I was brought free appetizers! Spicy and very yummy pickles:

And taquitos!

The decor was very traditional. I really like the white walls and dark wood and would like to find something like that in Mérida.

I ordered chicken mole for dinner and am sad to say I was disappointed at what I got for the price I paid. 🙁 The food was good (although I found the stringy chicken a little rubbery), but I’ve had mole that was at least as good as this for less money. The sauce was most chocolatey mole I’ve ever had, and that’s just a statement of fact, not a value judgment. Every mole is different!

I was on vacation, so I ordered dessert and coffee (yes, I was to regret all that late day coffee when I hit the sack!). My espresso was perfect and I was ‘disappointed’ (and by that I wasn’t) that ‘cheesecake’ in Mexico is exactly like cheesecake back home, with a Graham cracker crust and filling made from Philadelphia cream cheese. Worth the calories, let me tell you! I really don’t do dessert that often anymore and was thrilled that I was happy with this:

Dinner was expensive, but it wasn’t, $260 (just 20CAD for beer, a main, dessert, and coffee!).

Needless to say, I needed to walk off at least part of dinner! Since my hotel was on a main street, I did not hesitate to go exploring after dark!

I wound up back at Plaza de armas, where I found a jewelry vendor who helped me remedy the fact that I managed to leave home without any earrings! These pressed flowers behind glass were bargained down to a mere $75 and were worn all weekend!

I continued quite a ways down 20 de noviembre to a huge Soriana to pick up bananas and water. Those of you on Facebook might remember that I posted that I got lost in it. I’m not kidding! I had to get help to find the bananas and then required an escort to get to the cash registers! Both purchases wound up making sense over the weekend, although the bananas weren’t always a morning food! The hotel gave me bottles of water every day, but I’d run out by this morning (departure day) and was glad I had more.

When I got back to the hotel, I laid out one of my maps and set to work getting a rough idea of what I wanted to see and do in my two days in Durango, although absolutely nothing was set in stone.

I also spent some time in that squashy armchair writing in a journal about my day, hence why my memories are so clear. 🙂

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A Life By Design

"Sometimes in life, we reach to a right place by departing from a wrong port with a wrong ship!" ~ Mehmet Murat Ildan

Restaurants

Cemetery Walking Tour with El conde de la capa negra

Durango’s Teleférico (Cable Car)

Museo General Francisco Villa/ Palacio de Zambrano, Durango

Paseo Túnel de Minería, Calle Constitución, and Barrio de Analco, Durango

Getting My Bearings in Durango