Our real reason for backtracking through Guadalajara was to hook up with good friends of ours who were visiting family in Colima – a couple of hours west of Guadalajara City. We stayed in Comala for a few nights, hung out with Mike and Yoli, their new baby girl Sienna and their extended family and celebrated the baptism of their niece Daniela.
At 5am each morning we were woken up by clanging church bells followed by a succession of gunshots right outside our window. My first thought on our first morning was that someone was trying to shoot the silly bugger ringing the bells that early in the morning. We were informed that no it was only part of the usual morning ritual of their month long celebration for the Virgin.