The Tunnels of Guanajuato

We have been meaning to post about the tunnels. See, much of the city is hard to cross by car, so what they did was take the rivers that ran under the city and rerouted them (probably not for the roads but before that, for water and whatnot), and then turned the dry river caverns into streets. So, jump in a taxi on one side of town and ask to go to the other, and down into a tunnel you go. The tunnels intersect with varying rules of right of way ("uno y uno" is my favorite sign). Tonight, we took a taxi home from Studio Festi. He said something about the tunnels and I said, "Yes, you can let us off outside the Teatro Cervantes. That's fine." He said something else that I didn't quite until we arrived. We pulled up, inside a tunnel, to a foot passage with a sign that pointed to the Museo Iconographico de Cervantes and the Templo de San Francisco, our neighbors. We emerged from the stairs, similar to coming out of a subway station, only closer to the surface, and recognized our square -- I don't think I've ever noticed the stairs there before! "Hey, that's where we live!"