Big Box, Small Box
I found the retail landscape in Oaxaca confounding. At its core, my confusion was about the apparent mismatch between supply and demand. There were so many shops and so much merchandise, and so much of…
Landing in Mexico City
Boy, is Mexico City (CDMX) not Oaxaca, in a whiplash-inducing sort of way. In fact, CDMX has more in common with New York City than it does with Oaxaca. It’s as if Jackson Heights was…
Parque Ciudad de las Canteras
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…
El Mirador
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…
Christmas in Oaxaca
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…
Oaxaca Street Art
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…