Yes, that's what they say about San Miguel - not because of our morals but because of our uneven sidewalks, cobblestone streets, gravel streets and missing parts of sidewalks. Oh, the other thing that "gets" you is when there is a teeny, tiny step down on a sidewalk, like 1 inch. It can really "throw" you - literally.
Well, it was the gravel road outside mi casa and it happened about 7:15AM Friday morning. I was carrying my garbage bags to the dumpster at the school across the road. The basura truck only comes to the school and very, very quickly and relatively early. So, I've learned that when they open the gates to the cans to rush over there with my bags.............would I have done this in the USA? NO WAY!
An old Mexican man came around the corner and as I looked up, yup, you guessed it, I hit an uneven patch and I SLID for about 3 feet.........on my stomach! The poor old man was saying "Oh, Senora","Oh Senora" and he came over, got the bags and put them in the cans! I finally got up and limped home to check out the injuries. Ah I decided nothing but two bloody hands - not bad - only a "4 point landing". BUT, the next day, when I got up I realized that my ankles, knees, wrists, elbows and shoulders were alllllllllllllll really hurting. I felt my age! So, I spent yesterday limping around and feeling sorry for myself - BUT, I'm back to my old self today. Whew!
I think after that episode I would rather be a "fallen woman" in the other way! HA!