We were in Oaxaca De Juarez, a city in the Oaxaca state of Mexico, for one week in June. During our time there, I was disappointed – everyone had said that it’s a beautiful city, but while we were there, I didn’t experience it to be beautiful. Today I was looking through the pictures that we took there, and now I do see the beauty of Oaxaca. How strange.
Dirk had found a cosy coffee shop looking out over the Templo de Santo Domingo. Every Mexican City has a templo de Santo Domingo:)
While we sat there, students celebrated their graduation with parades in the streets. We had a great view from the coffee shop’s window.
This is the Templo de Santo Domingo. It has beautiful golden decorations on the inside.
I got lost in Oaxaca a lot. Each street had two names- the name changed close to the zocala (main plaza), so I spent a lot of time being frustrated. Many of the buildings look the same, so that added to my confusion.
I visited a few galleries in Oaxaca. I especially liked this chess set made from paper:
Oaxaca is known for beautiful woven products:
This is the Cathedral next to the zocalo. There are many people selling colourful balloons:
During our time in Oaxaca some teachers were camping on the zocalo as a protest action against the government. Dirk said that the zocalo felt like a spider’s web to him – there were many ropes tied to each other and trees to create a system to which people fastened their canvasses and tents. Dirk nearly got decapitated, because the ropes were on mexican height, and Dirk is two heads taller than most mexicans!
In the zocalo we found a group of foodstands where we ate tlayudas and filled maize ‘bollitos’ which is kind of like empanadas.
Here I am eating a bollito covered with refried beans and lettuce:
Beautiful detail of a church column:
Oaxaca is very similar to San Cristobal de las casas and Merida, where we are now. I think the traditional clothes sold in Oaxaca is cheaper than in other places. I adore the beautiful dresses for babies:
This is a raspa sold at the stall in the picture. I only saw raspas in Oaxaca, nowhere else in Mexico. It’s shaved ice covered with juice and fruit. It’s very sweet, almost like a drinking desert.
The cathedral with stalls in front:
This is mole. Mole is a traditional mexican dish; it’s like a sauce that they serve with rice and one piece of chicken. You also get tortillas to eat with your mole. Some of the ingredients of mole is chocolate and chilli. There are different types of mole. I like yellow mole.
Oaxaca’s colonial buildings have beautiful courtyards. This is the restaurant where we ate out mole: