The Puebla bus depot is airy with numerous services for travelers.The trip starts out on super highways that get smaller and smaller until you are on the winding roads in the mountains that have almost no shoulder. Looking down was scary--but beautiful!
The zocalo in Cuetzalan (with the pole in the background).People swing by their feet!
After many Mexico trips to dry, dessert landscapes it's startling to find a lush rain forest with ferns as big as trees. We hired a guide who took us to a beautiful waterfall and a cave that wouldn't have met OSHA safety standards. Our local bus ride to the waterfall was the back of a truck.
The local bus.
One of the draws of this town is it's Sunday market. We weren't able to fit a Sunday into our schedule, but their Thursday market provided a taste of the bigger Sunday event. The vendors set up their wares on the steps that are on one side of the zocalo. The Sunday highlight that we missed was the men who swing by their feet from a tall pole. Next time. . .
Intense midday sun require numerous tarps over vendors.The steps are an indication of the steep streets in Cuetzalan.
The man in white is wearing the traditional clothing of the region.
Flowers are abundant!The primary crafts we found were backstrap-loomed shawls and scarves and jewelry made from local seeds. The knotting is exceptional. We enjoyed the local museum with natural history and fine art. The regional artisan market is just across from the museum and provides daily access to crafts.
We carry the shawls made by this artist.Cuetzalan was a nice diversion from our normal treks.
