Published: September 24th 2008September 24th 2008
Our trip to Oaxaca was better than the bus ride we even arrived an hour early. So instead of staring blankly at at arrivals at 6am under flourescent light we decided to hoof it to our unbooked hostel. My first thought was i packed to much and my second thought was exactly the same. The fresh air was welcome and the views of the mountain beautiful as the sun broke over the top. In Australia they say we have a pub an every corner here it is catherdrals.
Asking directions we encouted a lot of muy lejos, very far, hmmm oh well by the time we got there it wasnt to bad we couldnt check in til 11am anyway. We did get greeted wonderfully by the Emillio and his wife and the beds massive and it was quiet just wat we wanted.
Oaxaca (wa ha ka) was supposed to be all about the food . Unfortunately the cooking school we wanted was not operating in sept.We still wanted to make it all about the food as we do and sample some oaxacan culinary delights. The centralmarket was a bit squishy and smelly and he shape and colour of the food
didnt seem to impress we had guessed there had to be something better.
On our little adventure walks away from the centre where the shops turned into stalls and the roads into clouds of dust. We past the segunda clase bus terminal which looks like kaos but when you actually know wat your looking for its more frequent than the bloody 207 and it stops for you,yah anywhere. Bargain price for 12km trip $4.50 or 45c. we passed the buses werent sure if the roads were dirt or just covered in it,ah we ddint mind. Ta daa to our surprise was out local market we were looking for. As we sat at a stall sipping our 90c cerveca we summed up a little shopping list checking our spanish phrase book along the way,avocado- aguacate...sorted!
In my last trip i heard about the big tree of oaxaca -El Tula! Not much excitement creeps up when you catch a bus for 10mins to go see a big tree. So we thought wat the hay ,make a day of it,lets walk there its only 12km we need to get into trekking training and lose some london blubber. Asking directions from our friendly
hostel manager Emillio he looked at us like we were loco and laughed but nevertheless helped us. Our maps would take us to the edge of town the rest was up to street signs. WELL when you swap your izquierda with your derrecha you end up walking the wrong way uphill for say only 1hr, oops. Asking directions has you meeting all sorts of funny locals, luv that even if they think we are the crazy ones. Back on the right track the sun tettering in and out of cloud so was not boling hot. Yeah it was muy far! 3hrs later we reached a small side road restaurant stopped for lunch and chatting in broken spanish to the senora. They talk i look at O look back guess wat they say respond, O says thats not she said then repeat...
We head off and i had my cranky pants on so there was a fair walk in silence,oops my fault. 5 hrs later,in total, we reached the big tree. Well it wasnt just a big tree anymore it was El Tule it was 2000yrs old,45 metres tall it was ginormous,could house a family of four and we loved it!!
I wanted to hug it. 15 min collectivo ride home and our day was done and so were we.
The rest of our stay in Oaxca we did some chores,got a haircut,laundry,patch O´s pants then ceveca time. We decided to try some local bars in our downtown area, not such a great idea. 1st bar the few drunk locals descended on our table pretty fast and in the end tried to grab my tits,yikes,2nd bar was a real spit and sawdust but without the sawdust and if they missed the floor they got themselves, 3rd time lucky and it was. We enjoyed comfortable surroundings local chit chat no drama. Ater sculling the first 2 pints not long til we were on our way. We topped off the trip with a short journey,by bus, to Tclalula market ,thats tee caa la luu laa, A big clean,yummy and interesting market. a lot of the local indians selling there produce and some oaxacan delights as choc filled pan. Oh and some big wrapped live turkeys with heads poking out half the size of the little indian ladies carrying them. I settled with a succulent rotisserie chook for lunch and the best tasting
mangoe,pineapplke,papaya and watermelon fruit cup chunks. Ohhhh! the mangoe was to die for , seriously that good!! Orianne didnt eat she wasnt feeling grat. Half her luck! Thanks for the messages guys i miss you too luv yas. Off to San Cristobel de la casas Besos xxxxxxxxx
There are more photos below