Getting the Shot in Guanajuat-Oh!

Just about an hour drive west of San Miguel de Allende is another UNESCO World Heritage town, Guanajuato.  But unique from every other town you will find in Mexico, Guanajato is more “European” than Mexican.   The town was originally founded all the way back in the 1500’s.  Having been built around the silver mining trade, the town still has some active mines.  These mines lie buried within the steep hills, flanking the main thoroughfare.  If you’re looking for a destination to stay fit, this is it!   Most of the roads run beneath the town, making it an idyllic walking (or rather “climbing”) city.

Overlooking the city of Guanajuato. The cathedral on lower left is the main church of the city, while El Pipila, statue the independence hero, overlook accessible via funicular, is in the upper right.

Overlooking the city of Guanajuato. The cathedral on lower left is the main church of the city, while El Pipila, statue the independence hero, located on an overlook accessible via funicular, is in the upper right.

I took many nighttime photos in Guanajato, as the city is beautifully lit at night.

I took many nighttime photos in Guanajato, as the city is beautifully lit at night.

The majestic Teatro Juarez offers symphony performances.

The majestic Teatro Juarez offers symphony performances.

Arid weather is typical for this beautiful, unique colonial town in central Mexico. At over 6,000 ft elevation, warm days and cool nights are consistent at this time of year.   Cool enough for jeans, but warm enough for a tee shirt.

On a gorgeous clear, dry day in Guanajuato, I decide to go for a walk for some exercise to the Presa de la Olla, or dam, built in 1749 for the purpose of supplying fresh water to the town.  It’s a pleasant walk through some old colonial homes.  I first reach the end of the dam where there’s a big wall with “organic seepage” coming from below the wall where it meets the sidewalk.  Still, I can hear laughter coming from the other side, so I want to see what’s going on, and if there is a possible photo op.  A three foot ledge halfway up the wall offers a vantage point, so I stretch my legs for the reach in hopes of getting the shot.  On the other side is the lake with funny looking gondola-type boats gliding across.  I stand on the ledge for a while, photographing the families as they hopelessly attempt to row in sync across the lake.

Tower overlooking the Presa

Tower overlooking the Presa

View over the Dam wall...

View over the Dam wall…

I got the shot!

I got the shot!

When I turn around to continue on, I step off the ledge, my foot slips and I lose my balance.  It’s one of those “slo-mo” scenes that feels like it takes me forever to hit the ground.  I have my camera in one hand and a large bottle of water in the other.  My mind doesn’t have time to decide which to let go of to brace the fall, so down I go, landing on my right elbow.   Not only is the pain excruciating, nauseating, and palpitating, but I have landed right in the “organic seepage.”  My jeans are now muddy, I have a hole in my mesh tennis shoe, and a six inch gaping wound on my forearm, bleeding profusely through the caked organic matter.  Meanwhile, the camera has captured it all….

The opposite, upper end of the Dam

The opposite, upper end of the Dam

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Mexican style food court and boats for rent.

Mexican style food court and boats for rent.

One of my biggest frustrations with the Canon G7X is the pronounced “Record” button that often causes the video to be accidentally activated.  Later that night when I am reviewing photos, I see the trees overhead flying by, catch my black visor blur by on the screen, and hear a painful THUD followed by a breathless “OH!”   I swear, watching that video playback evokes the pain all over again, in spite of the blurred “Blair Witch-style” footage.

Meanwhile, back on the scene, a man and his daughter are standing nearby.  They run over to help, continually asking me if I am alone?   “Si’, but estoy bien…I’m okay.”  I get up on the ledge to sit down and collect myself.  I get out the Purell wipes in attempt to clean myself up.  But I am rattled, and can’t seem to regroup.  I can’t help but worry…Is my elbow broken?  Worse yet, is my CAMERA broken?    The lens will not retract, stuck half open.  I sit there for a while, then realize the man and his daughter are not leaving until I do….so I limp off with a wad of tissues plastered to my still bleeding arm.

This house has a touch of Gaudi influence...

In the Art Nouveau style…

I am fascinated by this window. If you look at the lower half, it bulges outward in a bit of Art Nouvea style.

I am fascinated by this window. If you look at the lower half, it bulges outward in keeping with the curves of the Art Nouveau style.

Back at the casa, my brother Don takes one look at the wound and asks “When was your last tetanus shot?”   “Who knows…twenty years maybe?  Besides, isn’t that just for rusty stuff?”   A quick bit of research returns the answer…the number one reason for the vaccine is exposure to the bacteria typically associated with rusty objects…also found in  “organic matter.”

One of the many evocative alleyways in Guanajuato.

One of the many beckoning alleyways in Guanajuato.

What Guanajuato may lack the leading edge culinary scene, it more than makes up for in ambiance.

Though Guanajuato may not have the leading edge culinary scene of San Miguel de Allende, it more than makes up for in ambiance.

Underground tunnels for traffic make this a wonderful walking city.

Underground tunnels for traffic make this a wonderful walking city.

After much coercion, I agree to go to the private clinic.   Following a good douse with novacain, the gentle doctor cleans out the wound, medicates it, and wraps it in gauze.   But my original reason for going to the ER was for the tetanus vaccine.  Turns out, the clinic does not stock tetanus vaccine.   The Doc gives me a prescription for the shot, along with recommendations on where I might find it.  The ER visit costs me $35 US, along with another $20 US for antibiotics, pain killers, prescription –strength antibiotic cream, and gauze bandages.  But no shot.

Plaza de la Paz, or Peace Plaza.

Plaza de la Paz, or Plaza of Peace.

This restaurant, Santo Café, is located on a pedestrian bridge.

This restaurant, Santo Café, is located on a pedestrian bridge.

El Templo de la Compañía, completed in 1767.

El Templo de la Compañía, completed in 1767.

A long evening of cab rides to clinics, and I finally give up when one administrator suggests driving an hour to nearby Leon.   In the end, it is determined that since it is just a surface wound, one that was cleaned soon after injury, a booster is not likely required.  Had it been an anaerobic puncture wound, I would have no doubt been on the bus back to Leon.

A highlight of a visit to Guanajuato is the group of student musicians, callejoneadas, who stroll the streets singing and playing instruments.

A highlight of a visit to Guanajuato is the group of student musicians, callejoneadas, who stroll the streets singing and playing instruments.

The acoustics of the tiny pedestrian streets add to the effect of the strolling musicians. This happens every night in Guanajuato, not just weekends or holidays.

The acoustics of the tiny pedestrian streets add to the effect of the strolling musicians followed by their entourage. This happens every night in Guanajuato, not just weekends or holidays.

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My Spanish is not good enough to ask, so I am left wondering if or how the vaccine gets incorporated into Mexico’s healthcare?   Or that of other countries, for that matter.  What are the statistics on the related disease, lockjaw?   According to the all-knowing internet, it caused about 59,000 deaths worldwide in 2013 – down from 356,000 in 1990.  The US sees on average, 31 deaths per year.

Basilica Colegiata de Nuestra Señora de Guanajuato, built between 1671 and 1696.

Basilica Colegiata de Nuestra Señora de Guanajuato, built between 1671 and 1696.

Greek, Roman, Baroque architecture can be found along the many pedestrian streets.

Greek, Roman, Baroque architecture can be found along the many pedestrian streets.

La Dolce Vita

La Dolce Vita

My point to all of this is a lesson learned.   Don’t assume you are fine as long as you stay away from rusty stuff.  It can be the dirty stuff as much as the rusty stuff that’s problematic.  And keep your travel vaccines up to date, even if  “travel” is only a bus (or RV!) ride away…

18 thoughts on “Getting the Shot in Guanajuat-Oh!

  1. Awww crap. Your poor elbow. My GP forced us to get tetanus shots at Y2K so we’d remember when we did it. Then every 10 years after that. This is another beautiful place, I had no idea idea Mexico was this pretty.

  2. I am so sorry to hear about your fall and hope you heal quickly! That town looks amazing and a great place to visit. I have been to a few places in Mexico but never heard of that town………..WOW!!!!

    • Hi, Joan — I forgot to mention the camera! Thanks for the question. It took some working manually, in and out, but the lens finally became “unstuck.” It’s got a couple of bad dents in the metal, a testament to the fall, and the flip-up screen is a little loose now, but overall it is working fine. It’s s wonder it didn’t shatter the LED viewer, so I was lucky on that account also.

  3. I love the night shots of the colorful Mexican architecture.
    Better get a tetanus shot when you get back to the US. At least this year it will still be covered as preventative care.

  4. Beautiful photos! Did you fly into mexico or take the Winnie? Do you even take your RV into Mexico in the last few years?
    Thanks,
    Jack

    • Hi, Jack. Thanks for the compliment and the question. No, I do not drive the RV in Mexico for two reasons. Reason Number One, my Winnie has a Mercedes diesel engine that requires the ultra low sulfur diesel not yet sold in Mexico. But that’s just an excuse for Reason Nbr Two…I’m too chicken.

      I took the overnight Transportes de San Miguel bus from Dallas…

  5. Hope the elbow heals fast. Paige and I absolutely love Guanajuato. Such a beautiful city. We had a very memorable dinner at small restaurant called Mestizo (10 minute walk from the Jardin de la Union) that I would highly recommend if you get the opportunity. I also recall the local grilled meat/Vegcombo called Molcajete served in a large stone morter bowl hence the name. Another have must have dish when visiting Guanajuato. Definitely a different food scene than San Miguel but in some ways more uniquely Mexican!

    • Dan! Funny thing, we went to Mestizo, and I was thinking of you! We had some dreamy bread pudding dessert there. Whenever I eat bread pudding, I always think back to the one you made on the boat at Peter Island, with aroma of the caramelized rum sauce coming from up the galley. 😉 Just as dinner on the boat that night was one of the best I ever had on the water, dinner at Mestizos was maybe my best in Mexico!

  6. I’m so sorry you were hurt and hope you’re mending quickly!!! I hate all the time you have to think during one of those slo-mo falls! I do it periodically.
    That city looks so European!!! It’s really beautiful. I’m glad your camera has recovered, too! I’d hate to miss your beautiful photos!!! Hello to brother Don!

  7. I wince whenever I hear someone that has fallen on their elbow. I had a friend who did just that and broke his elbow, which has never been the same. I’m so glad to hear that you didn’t break anything. I too worry about any type of cut that breaks the skin, not sure what type of bacteria may attack.

    Guanajuato was one of our favorite Mexican cities, feeling very European to us from the moment we stepped off the bus. We arrived at the bus station in wonderful ETN fashion, only to transfer to the local “chicken” bus, where I found myself hyperventilating next to a very large local woman who sat on part of my lap, while my large backpack sat on the other. Being pinned to the side of the bus and my face smooshed into the window was an interesting introduction to the city. Seeing the flowerboxes hanging from so many windows when we exited the tunnels into the city centre changed my mood immediately. We would love to revisit Guanajuato. Thanks for the trip down memory lane.

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