Suites Colibri Oaxaca

... The guy dived out the back stripped the 6mm bolt I needed from something and fitted it for me. He wanted nothing for it, great people. I gave him some small change but felt it was a bit insulting.
I needed something to eat so stopped at a roadside cafe. There were 3 guts just finishing their meal but they stopped to help or maybe cause trouble with the senoras running the place. They were in hysterics with my Spanish but severed up a great meal, a sample of the chicken ...

... We had seen so many really beautiful things in the street markets in both San Cristobal and Oaxaca but i was still yet to purchase anything. The thing that i had to bear in mind was that anything i brought would have to carried for a further 4 months on my back so what ever it was going to be had to special. What it was not going to be was one of the many tshirts that were thrown my way with OAXACA splashed across it garishly nor was a going to be one of the local open breasted shirts ...

As you may be able to tell, i'm getting quite lazy with this so i'm going to try to get away with minimal writing. From Guadalajara I shot down further south to Oaxaca which is a big, old colonial city. Really nice centre to it and great markets for eating in. There was a whole avenue inside one market with huge slabs of steak and sausages on both sides being cooked and everyone hassling you to come and eat in their stall ...

... One could get olfactarily-intoxicated when the doors closed. Just about the time we finished our chocolate con leche and were going to buy some bananas, I saw the mesero bring orders of enchiladas and rellenos to our guide and the driver! Ooh----. We didn't save the bananas for later. The museum of San Jose Mogote was our last stop. In the 1970's a law was passed in Mexico that outlawed the transfer of local artifacts from the local ...

... as you wind up the mountain, you later learn this is where some of the smaller villages would have been, and where they would have grown their food, and produces for personal use, and to sell. i cannot describe how outstandly beautiful this city is, and the ruins. well- the ruins are the city. as the guide book said ¨it is one of themost impressive sites in Mexico, with a 360 degree view¨. it was fantastic ...

... ear plugs handy at all times. We couldn't get off the bus fast enough in Oaxaca! The city instantly had a great feel to it as we trekked our way to the hotel we had been recommended. Obviously it's popular as it was full so we continued on until we found another one nearby. Wanting to make the most of the early start to the day we headed straight to one of the many chocolate shops to taste for ourselves chocolate the Oaxaca way. Mostly it's ...

... I learned a lot of negative words from that haha. So I have yoga class again today and I'm very excited, Rhonda says she wants to go too, so that will be nice. I tried to convince the guys but they weren't having any of it. But tomorrow is salsa yay! I can't wait to learn. Also I have to go to the tourist office to sign up for my excursion on Saturday. My maid came again today and she put a really cute table cloth thing on my night stand. The weird thing about is I'm not ...

... couple years ago that erupted in violence and numerous deaths. It is clear that the State Governor is a bad guy and willing to violently crush any opposition while the citizens wait for an opportunity to rise again. It is a tense standoff now and many expect it to erupt again after tourist season ends in May. Meanwhile the prices are up but the quality of the handmade wool rugs is still exceptional. Colored with natural vegetable or insect colors made in the villages ...

... it really felt like an earthquake. Later we found out the shaking was an earthquake. As we continued along the mountainous road, up,down, one corner after another we again enjoyed fantastic scenery and the road surface was good. In the valley outside of Oaxaca the signs and the fields of aguava announced Mezcal country. The valley near Oaxaca City is the Mezcal Capital of Mexico. Getting ...

... back and examine how miniscule one and one's life really can be considered. It's not so difficult to imagine a Zapotec Indian carving a glyph into the trunk of a five-hundred year-old El Tule - still young - and never even stopping to consider that, one-thousand five-hundred years later, visitors from an island nation across the Pacific would be staring at said tree, unable to find the glyph, so tall and gnarled has the tree ...