When FOMO Met YOLO
Oaxaca is known for its pottery. There’s the classic black clay pottery produced in San Bartolo Coyotepec, and the iconic green glazed pottery of Santa María Atzompa, among others. But like every other art form…
Imagine that a cave full of stalactites, stalagmites, and bizarre stone formations had been uprooted by the gods and turned inside out, exposing its guts to the air. Or just visit Hierve el Agua (the…
This is going to be a text-light, picture-heavy post. For two reasons. First, there is shockingly little factual information about El Castillo available. How a castle built on a major street in a town just…
This was supposed to be a post about food. Which it still is, mostly. Food blogging wasn’t really on my To Do list, but I’ve had multiple requests from friends and family to document some…
The city parks in Oaxaca de Juarez look green on the map. And they have trees. They definitely have trees. But they’re more paving-and-planter-beds than the expanses of green we expect of an urban American…
The Guelaguetza Auditorio sits on a hill overlooking the city. Our apartment is at the foot of that hill, so a hike up is in scope, so long as we take it slowly. Our age…
I know you come here for the incisive cultural commentary and the biting wit, but sometimes we’ve just seen something cool that warrants sharing. Case in point, the Panteón General, which seems to be Oaxaca’s…
We’re not big Christmas fans. For my part, there’s the whole Jew thing. We never did Christmas when I was young, so I don’t have any childhood connection to its wonders. And Dorothy’s Christmas is…
Shopping for souvenirs is tough on this trip. An object has to be either a) useful enough and light enough to warrant stuffing in a suitcase and bringing along on our journeys, or b) valuable…
That’s Night of the Radishes to you. Or, as it happened, Afternoon of the Radishes, for us. Noche de Rábanos is easier to explain than describe. Maybe. Going back to Colonial times, Oaxaca has had…