I was hot, my feet were getting tired, and I was pretty sure I was somewhere near my hotel. I had taken a taxi from the hotel to the huge market in Tonalá and decided to take the TUR bus back for 11 pesos, rather than spending 80 pesos on a taxi. I thought I was so smart. I knew the basic area in Tlaquapaque were I needed to get off, but I didn't account for Semana Santa (Easter week) and the fact that some roads were blocked. As such I completely missed my stop and ended up sitting on the bus all the way to the end of the run, then looping back to where I was suppose to get off the first time, except the bus driver dropped me off in a slightly unfamiliar area.
I spent four days in Guadalajara. I stayed in two beautiful boutiques hotels, La Villa del Ensueño & Casa Pedro Loza, and I did a little exploring. Yet, I still have so-so feelings about the city. And I kind of feel guilty about that because I always strive to find the good in every place I go (not saying it was horrible or bad, it wasn't).