Having done the Zapata trail, we headed into Cuernavaca’s Centro Historico. Considering the city’s close proximity to Mexico City, it’s a little surprising that I’d never been there before. Even more surprising, Paola and her father had never been there before. It turns out, we hadn’t missed much. Not that there’s anything wrong with the place, but there isn’t too much special about it either. It’s no Guanajuato or Taxco. It’s not even a Queretaro. We have no plans to return. So if you want this postcard, leave a comment quickly. First come, first served, and an offer never to be repeated for this place! Anyone can claim it. Just leave that comment and send me an address to post it to using the Contact form.