Walking for Hours

This weekend we have walked more than any other activity. More than eating, drinking, sitting, and sleeping combined - or so it feels. After our delicious and filling Comida, Shane and I headed out to find a restaurant/bar that was recommended to us. The streets were incredibly crowded and alive with people selling anything you can imagine, especially items related to food. It was not difficult in the least bit to say, "Gracias, no gracias," to the lady selling chapulines this time around, that's for sure.

We walked and walked and never found the place we were looking for. We did find lots of people out and about, laughing, moseying around, and lots of PDA of course. We were hoping to find a place more low-key, a small pub perhaps, but we instead just went where you can't go wrong, the Zócolo. There we had a couple of cervezas and some roasted peanuts covered in loads of salt and lime juice. As expected, the atmosphere was lively with music all around.




I combined seven pictures I took to capture this incredible panoramic view of Monte Albán .

Our Sunday was filled with more walking as we went to Monte Albán. Inhabited over a period of 1,500 years by a succession of peoples – Olmecs, Zapotecs and Mixtecs – the terraces, dams, canals, pyramids and artificial mounds of Monte Albán were literally carved out of the mountain and are the symbols of a sacred topography. We were led by Enrique, who shared the fascinating history of what we were viewing.