Dia Nueve, July 20th (Thursday)
Guess what? We ate the hotel breakfast this morning. There was no walkabout as we were scheduled to leave at 9:00 a.m.
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Our first stop of the day is one of the most magnificent archaeology sites I have ever been to: Monte Alban. I have been here a few times before but that does not dull the experience especially because of all the study of anthropology and archaeology I have done during and after Covid=19.
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Next we went to the studio of potter Angelic Delfina Vasquez Cruz in the village of Santa Maria Atzompa. She provided a lecture on one particular piece of pottery she created to celebrate her mother’s days as a shaman in her village.
We were fed a wonderful lunch of soup, chicken mole and tres leche.
Then the potter demoed the creation of one of her mermaids. Lastly, we all shopped her store and all went home with pottery unique to her and the region.
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Once we got back we took a minute to get refreshed and then Denice and I set out from the hotel to walk to the Benito Juarez Market but we got waylaid when we heard a band playing towards the aqueduct. When we walked up there it became obvious that la calenda (a dance festival parade) was about to begin. The staging are was right near our hotel so we walked amongst the participants as they warmed up before la calenda.
We walked over to the Artisan’s Museum area to get a seat for the show. As it turned out, the pre-show continued to walk by us.
Anna found us about then. The three of us watched la calenda go by.
After it was over, we walked behind and then alongside the parade all the way down to the Catedral Metropolitana de Oaxaca Nuestra Señora de la Asunción.
No photos tonight in the Catedral as a service was in progress.
We did make it to the Benito Juarez Market but it was closing time so Denice only got a taste of the place.
We walked around the zocolo's display of photography celebrating the ethnic diversity of the region.
On our walk back we made a stop at El Jardin so I could finish off my night with my usual chicken soup.
The secret of survival on any vacation is to know when enough is enough.