The Water Boils
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…
When FOMO Met YOLO
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…
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…
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…
One of the reasons Oaxaca is so thoroughly identified with the arts is that the city abhors a blank wall. You’re immersed in art in Oaxaca not just through the shops and the surrounding artisan’s…
One of the true beauties of Oaxaca is not the city itself, but the ring of villages that surround it. Many of these villages are focal points for specific art forms. In San Bartolo Coyotepec…
Bottom line: Dorothy will lose her shit if she can’t use her hands. At (what used to be) home, that meant sewing, gardening, making, with all the tools and materials necessary to fulfill whatever mission…