Hotel Ferri Oaxaca

... Needless to say, we turned around and took the nearly three hour winding ride directly back to Oaxaca.  It was an amazing sight, to say the least, as the ride was nothing less than those climactic scenes in the movies where you wonder how many times the bus will be able to make it around the tight bends before it inevitably slips up.  Thankfully, it did not.  So what might be considered a wasted day to some seemed to us a scenic opportunity, complete with a feeling of homecoming ...

... be one of my favorite towns. What a gem! The mercados were filled with local craft works and food, food was everywhere spilling onto the streets. If I wasn´t backpacking, my friends and family would be receiving more of the benefit of my love of these handy crafts. What a difference in cuisine compared to Mexico City. We had lunch at a comador a block from the hostel. It´s the first time I´ve had squash flower soup with ...

... Mexicano? The Mayan ruins at Mitla. La ruinas mayas en Monte Albán. Oaxaca has a very big market with lots of interesting things to buy, apparently including stuffed squirrels. Oaxaca tiene un mercado muy grande con muchas cosas intersantes que comprar y parece que eso incluye ardillas disecadas. The name of this bar is "How far away I am." How I ...

... up the cactus in Etla - so it's multi-generational! We were late getting home for comida (big meal of the day) but other students said that it was not an issue here in Mexico. Since we can't understand very much of what our hostess says - we aren't sure if she minded! After lunch and a siesta we again walked around the city to discover new and exciting things. We found an English book store! What a find! It has the latest! There ...

... our idea of a good time. The other major annoyance were the street hawkers. These are very common throughout Mexico and so we're pretty much used to them, but, when you're lying on a beach that is only about 2 metres long, pretending to be asleep so that they'll leave you alone, they still don't...coming right up to you and asking "hey my friend, you want your hair braided/this hat/a bracelet/a shrimp/some information/a hotel room" In their defence they do leave as soon as ...

... for these parts, and I ordered a rib-eye with a side of cactus! The cactus was ridiculously good! Note to self: when back in the States, call Ronald McDonald and Jack and suggest the McCactus or the Jumbo CactusJack...could be lucrative. The next morning...we woke up to rain....a lot of rain...and we had a very long ride planned back down through the Sierra Madre mountains to the coast, and then back up the Sierra Madre into the state of Chiapas to ...

... use Skype at the internet café which is where you can call people from the computer for only 2 cents a minute. But it took me like 30 minutes to figure everything out and my head phones were broken and I didn't know. So by the time I was ready to call people I didn't have much time left because I had dinner at 7. Anyway but it is a really cool program and I will be calling people more often. So after that I met Kara and Nick to go to dinner, there was some type of school music ...

Hola a ciudad Oaxaca We have been in this wonderful city for just over a week after being away for over 4 years. It is still a wonderful place with marvelous markets, exceptional art and handicrafts and natural light to rival Santa Fe New Mexico. It has also grown exponentially and now is home to Sam´s club, Burger King and McDonalds. But first about our journey here....not so great. We left Cuernavaca on Wednesday last week, just before the final Semana Santa rush to ...

... Eucario very accomodating whenever we needed information. Our friends were parked at San Felipe Trailer Park on the Northern outskirts of Oaxaca. When we finally found the park, down and around many narrow streets and tight corners, we were amazed they were able to get their 29-30 foot motorhome through the street to the Park. Gary admitted it was very tight. Oaxaca is a facinating city with ...

... so we had to go across town to another one, this meant getting a taxi, and what followed was the scariest hour of my life!!! I got stuck in the front of a really old Opel Corsa that was our taxi, Bill and Eoin were in the back. I told him where we were going and off we set. Unfortunately rush hour in Mexico City is at 8 o´clock so it was total deadlock. The taxi man was getting a little aggrivated to say the least so anytime there was the least little ...