Today started with buying water. Water comes in 20L plastic jugs, just like at home. Don heard the vendor down the street with his cry, "Agua" and went down to order 2 jugs, which may be enough to do us until the end of our stay. So the vendor has a hand cart that he pushes up the street until he gets to where the steps start. Then he put both bottles on his back and carried them up the 30 steps to our place.
We arranged a tour with Augustino, an older guide who had very good English. We started at 1:30 and finished at 6:00, quite a bit longer than we thought it would be. We started out with a young Mexican honeymoon couple, but along the way Augustino stopped the van and picked up 3 more women, Diane (from California) and Chicki and Olga (from Puerto Vallarta). Apparently Diane comes down to PV every winter and stays in Olga's apartment building and then they go traveling together. Because Chicki and Olga were both fluent in Spanish and English, it made the tour even more interesting for us. Some of the places we visited were Casa de los lamentos (the House of Laments) where a serial killer lived, a silver mine (got to go down in an old tunnel, the beautiful church in Valenciana (which was built by a mine owner in thanks for becoming so rich). We gave a pass to the Mummy Museum, although the others went thru it, - Mexicans seem very fascinated with the dead and dying. And we got to visit El Pipila again at the end of the tour.
Augustino was very knowledgeable and kept up a commentary in both languages as he negotiated the narrow twisting streets. He pointed out the narrowest alley in Guanjuato - it was only 1/2 meter wide, like a very narrow staircase! Most of the houses don't have any vehicle access, so everything is carried up the hills by hand.
Here is a laborer delivering bricks - I don't know how far he had to take them, but any distance at all is too much, in my opinion. To live in Guanjuato you have to be willing to overcome the logistical problems - they must be very strong people!