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Published: September 21st 2019
I have been trying to get some interest up about the Nacional Railway Museum in Puebla which sounds amazing with a gallery of photos of derailments and other Mexican rail disasters of which I'm pretty confident there would have been a lot. Wilko had promised to come with me first thing as for some reason Catherine, Louise and Becs weren't interested. Wilko pulled a sickie which was very disappointing, however Becs stepped into the void. We started out early for the museum stopping at a café in the main square to yell Viva la Mejico and have a coffee which tasted like a mix of coffee and ash.
On the way to the rail museum we stopped by the Iglesia de Santo Domingo to check out the church. I have to admit that we've seen a lot of churches. All good. The railway museum is exactly what I'd envisaged. Becs had a lot of fun climbing on the trains and pretending she was driving them. After that we tried to catch up with the others by heading to the library which was built by a priest and has beautiful timber shelves.
Then Ayrton picked us up from the hotel
for the drive to Oaxaca. Ayrton was still on his best behaviour but it was a challenging drive through the mountains. The road twisted and turned and we only almost died once. Ayrton was from Oaxaca and we asked whether he would be seeing his family he said no as it is too time consuming and his mother always wants to know when he's getting married.
So Oaxaca is about a third the size of Puebla but it seems bigger. It is not as wealthy as Puebla but the historic centre is beautiful. Once again Catherine has done an excellent job with the hotel. La Bugambilias is a great hotel. Erik (the viking) was on the front desk, we had a discussion about getting a guide to take us to Monte Alban, it was slightly confusing and after giving me three prices he decided he'd have to ring the boss. The owner's brother who we nicknamed Rupret due to his autism (Dirty Rotten Scoundrels), met us at the front door scratching his head and shaking imaginary ants off. Lousie was a bit nervous.
We went for a walk around town. The church was closed, as was the museum.
The Botanic Gardens were closing and curiously you can only do them with a guide. An English guide takes twice as long as a Spanish one and costs twice as much. We had a very late lunch on a rooftop overlooking the church. Whilst the Mexicans themselves may be short their TV, mobile and radio towers are very tall. I'm actually thinking that not only the incidence of people in uniforms, but the incidence of antennas may be related to per capita GDP.
DInner tonight was at Los Danzantas. We did have an issue getting cold white wine. Not sure if that's a Mexican thing!
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