Mexico is a thirsty country, especially this time of year. We are nearing the end of the dry season (thankfully) but days are hot and we breathe a lot of dust. We dry out quickly in the thin air of San Miguel de Allende, Alt. 6,600'. So we need lots to drink, and plenty of people make a living providing fluids.

Some people like licuados—drinks made from fruits whirled in a blender with water and sugar, sometimes with a quail egg or two added for protein. Here a young family buys refreshing bebidas—drinks—at one of the ubiquitous kiosks that service the needs of thirsty people.

Tourists prefer to sit on the central plaza under arches. Costs a little more to drink here, but the chairs have backs and the drinks have alcohol. These ladies appear to be enjoying—what—bloody marys? What is it that's served in a tall glass, is red, and has salt on the rim?

Nobody goes thirsty in this country. Wherever you go, there's a bar or restaurant or drink stand or in a pinch, a tiendita that'll sell you a bottle of water—just a few steps away.