The City of Fallen Women

San Miguel is sometimes called the City of Fallen Women because there are so many opportunities to trip on something: the narrow, uneven sidewalks; the cobblestone streets (which one sometimes walks in because of the narrow sidewalks); the multitude of protrusions from sidewalks; et cetera.

I have managed to not trip once in the 9+ months that we've lived here because I pay great attention to where I'm walking.  I may not have seen much of SMA because I'm looking down most of the time, but I haven't slipped or tripped.

Last night my luck turned.

It had rained and hailed like the devil yesterday afternoon and we thought we'd better eat out once the rain let up (we're running low on propane and the delivery company can't show up until Monday; we'd prefer to have hot water - and it doesn't take much of an excuse to dine out). 

So grabbing our umbrellas, out we went.  There were still a few sprinkles but the air was clear, the temperature had dropped, and life was good.  We headed towards Tacos Don Felix, just a short - though hilly - distance from home.

While walking on one of those narrow sidewalks we came to a driveway.  Now, you must understand that there needs to be a short ramp up from street level, cutting through the sidewalk to a garage  It's usually steep because the sidewalks are narrow and there isn't space for a gradual ramp.  [I really need to learn how to post pictures on this blog for illustrative purposes.]

The first few driveways heading downhill were no problem.  But when we reached one of the few level streets in town, the driveway in question was smoother with only light-weight figures incised in the cement for traction. Not enough traction in my opinion, as my streetside foot slid out from under me and I landed on my left knee.

Of course, being a guy, I sprang to my feet (hadn't dropped the umbrella, either), brushed off Michael's offer of assistance, insisted that I was fine- just sore, and we walked on down and up the hill to the restaurant.

Their margaritas helped the pain and it wasn't until this morning that I looked at the knee and saw the damage: bruised, skinned, and a slight cut.  Sore is probably the predominant result - every time I move my leg.

Prescription - Los Milagros this afternoon for more margaritas!