A few years ago I visited San Miguel Allende, Mexico, for the first time and, like most people, fell in thrall to its isolated beauty, its colonial architecture and grand cathedral, and the easy-going flow of the locals in this town 170 miles from Mexico City.
Made rich as a waystop for the silver trade and overseen by a few prominent Mexican families of Spanish descent, San Miguel was an early rebel crucible for the War of Independence (1810-1821), and over the next century superb examples of churches, municipal buildings, parks, botanical gardens and artistic venues like the Teatro Angela Peralta and Mask Museum have only made the town more attractive as a tourist destination, now also a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
The grand, always vibrant Plaza, centered by the pink Parroqia de San Miguel Arcangel church (above), whose towers evoke those of Gaudi’s Sagrada Familia in Barcelona, is central to everything, and all roads lead to it. Unfortunately, most of the roads are uphill and paved with cobblestones, which makes navigation a calf-testing trek.
Read more from source: A Dispassionate View of San Miguel Allende By John Mariani