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Holaaa, San Cristobal! It's awesome to be here 😊
It's strange to finally be settled here in Mexico and yet... I still don't feel a single emotion of any sort. Perhaps it was hearing (and seeing) so much about Mexico that I expect everything under the sun, thus nothing amazed me anymore. Is there something wrong with me?
The bus ride here from Tuxtla was quite long, tedious, and... (dramatic music) my camera screen broke. Yes everyone, I had not even been here a full day and my camera screen broke already. Seems odd that mine is the only one that broke and nobody else's did. Refund por favor... and if you are wondering; No, I couldn't get it fixed in San Cristobal, not sure about maybe Mexico City. I did ask... Some thought I just accidentally turned down the light for the screen but I don't know how that's possible if I was only in camera mode ever and the only button I was hitting was the picture taking one. We checked all the same but unfortunately for me, it was the camera itself that wasn't working.
( G lent me a used
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Rooftop view from the hotel. Oh wait... the top floor view from the hotel.. camera but I didn't really like the idea of using someone else's camera, nor was I comfortable with that. I ended up running around with the borrowed camera while still using my own. Would you believe me that all the pictures I took up til Mexico City were taken blindly? My camera didn't have the little viewer thing to look through as the camera I had had a big screen so that feature wasn't on it.)
On arrival, we were parked about half a block from our hotel as, of course, we didn't want to hold up traffic (mainly one way, one lane streets) so we had to be strategic in where we stopped to unload. The hotel we are staying in for a few days is pretty close to the center of the downtown core, and thank goodness, it has wireless. Not the best connection (had to go to ground level for better connection. This rings true for other hotels. Even in the hostel in Mexico City, the only connection we could get was on ground level. Lame. But at least it's there.), but at least the pages weren't loading slower than a turtle.
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a twist of fate, me and my classmate that I was supposed to share rooms with got our own rooms. Even better, I got the room with double beds while my counterpart only had single beds. Muwahahahaha!
After unloading everything, our coordinator collected the group and took us on a mini tour of San Cristobal, showing us a couple of the major market locations and the inside of the Santo Domingo Cathedral. Coincidentally, we were there near the end of the respects being paid to Samuel Ruiz Garcia, who had passed away just a couple days ago. For those who don't know a thing about him (I had to research the basics), he was a bishop well known for his work with and for the indigenous people in the state of Chiapas. It was here in this cathedral that he was laid to rest. R.I.P SeƱor Garcia!
Not much else worth mentioning happened this evening, but I must say.. the items in the Weaver's Market are really awesome, especially since they're all hand woven, which is a-ma-zing! A number of us have trouble believing that everything we see is hand woven, considering how much time and
effort it would take to make each piece. Perhaps there's an army of indigenous people somewhere toiling away every second?
~Kedi~
P.S: Be prepared to be surprised by an indigenous vendor whipping out a cell phone to show you the price of an item. I sure didn't see that coming... of course, it's only the odd person who has one.
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