Our hotel in Celaya was.... interesting. It was the most modern of all the hotels we stayed in, but in the evening there was a band down in the bar that played until 2am and then the floor above us was undergoing construction so starting at 7am the workmen were shouting loudly at each other and hammering and drilling directly above all of our rooms.
The town of Celaya was fantastic though! Friday morning was really the only free time we had all week since our travel time to Salvatierra was only going to be an hour and 15 minutes according to our driver (aka 30 minutes). So we took a few hours to wander around Celaya, did a bit of window shopping, picked up some cajeta (a special candy that is made locally), and got some of the famous fruit popsicles.
We left around 1pm and as we were getting out of the van in Salvatierra after our short drive, there was a car going by with huge speakers on the roof and the driver was announcing our trio concert up and down the streets of the town over the megaphone!
Our concert was in the Templo San Antonio and when we started playing in there we realized that the acoustic was so incredibly live (somewhere around a 10 second reverb) that we would never be able to pull off Cafe Music in that space. We tried a bit of it and it mostly sounded like wading through a swamp. We decided to do a solo trio version of the Tchaikovsky that we were scheduled to perform with orchestra on Saturday night. Ironically when the organizers showed up, it turned out to be the only concert of the whole week where there was a printed program! We just announced the changes, though, so it was all good. And it was nice to have a runthrough of the Tchaik before the orchestra concert.
Exactly next door to the Templo San Antonio was another church that was in the midst of a week-long festival. There was a lot of bell-ringing as well as fireworks being set off throughout the evening so we had a little background soundtrack to the concert. :-). In addition, right in the middle of the performance the sky opened up and just absolutely dumped rain in torrents. The back doors to the church were wide open so we could see it all going on as we were playing. Kind of surreal!
The audience was very receptive and loved everything--gave us a standing ovation at the end. And of course with the acoustics in the church their applause sounded deafening. (We were able to cope with that just fine!)
After the concert was over, the organizers, after much deliberating and strategizing, were able to figure out how to fit us and our things into their truck to take us back to the hotel. We were only about 2 or 3 blocks away but that was to the garage entrance of the hotel (locked) and the street at the front of the hotel was all completely torn up in construction. It was still possible to walk down the street, but we figured with the pouring rain it would turn into a giant mudfest. Our ride let Becky out as close as possible and she dashed down the muddy street and asked reception to open the garage door and the others pulled around to the back. So... In short, it took 40 minutes for us to go 2 blocks!
After dinner we decided to go ahead and leave to drive back to San Miguel de Allende rather than stay the night in Salvatierra. We loaded up and made the hour and a half trek back to Maureen's house, arriving around 12:30. We had to say goodbye to Luis Alberto and have been missing him ever since, but it was lovely to settle down and feel at home after the hotels all week.