 And Tim's emailed us from Houston. And Tim writes, while walking in a narrow street in Veracruz, Mexico, my girlfriend and I decided to walk up a set of white stone steps and then up to a pair of old carved doors. We opened them, entering a tiny atrium with a narrow, curved staircase to the side. The noise of the street ceased completely when the doors closed behind us. Emboldened by the atmosphere, we walked up the stairs that ended at a small balcony.