Ciudad de Oaxaca

Three full full days of discovering only a part of Oaxaca.



There are many things that can't be captured by pictures. The sounds: the section of stands in the market where all the pirated CD stands seemed to converge; the smells: like the lucha libre stand ;), okay so I'll stick to the Oaxaqueno mole and chocolatl; and then there are the sights: the bus ride. Six hours on the autopista south and I'm certain I've never seen such diversity of geography: a pine forest, a desert, and back to the tropical. Mountains and valleys. Agriculture: the women in their layers of dresses, moving around the mountain with a few goats; laborious terraces surrounded by vast tough land. And that land in every color of soil: white, yellow, red, green, pink...tierra hermosa.

Thank you Oktavio for sharing your beautiful, beloved Oaxaca.