Oaxaca Day 1 I´ll Finally Post About You
Mole for Lunch... Looks better than it was.. Too much chocolate not enough chiles.
Okay so Scott and I have arrived in Zipolite a tiny little beach town in the southern part of Oaxaca, Mexico. Amazing doesn´t even start to describe this place. It´s slow and quiet, there are no museums, and there are no monuments. It´s finally a place that go go go people like me can relax and catch up on thier personal time!
So Oaxaca itself was fun too. We got into to town in the early afternoon and found this funky funky little place called the Magic Hostel… Not much of a place, but for 18$ a night for a private room who is gonna complain too much. After that it was off to FOOD, cause I am always cranky and hungry after 6 hour bus rides.. So we found a little comedor and I of course went for the Chicken Mole. It was pretty basic and really chocolatly I was not quite that impressed. Then we just wandered around town a little. One thing we noticed quickly was that every little corner had a empanaditas stand. Little sweet filled turnovers. Of course I bought one!
You can see like 4 stands selling them. It´s worse than Starbucks, but tastier.
Here they are in all thier fried puff pastry filled with stuff glory.
Some colorful stuff in the Market.
Then we pretty much just bummed around the market and the surrounding food markets. After we finished with that we headed to check out some of the local cooperative shops that are setup by the surrounding villages. In the one that showcases work by the local female artisans I skipped my usual shot glass and bought a whole small tequila set. Then we headed back out and lo and behold it was time to go Mezcal (Local name for Tequilla more or less) tasting. I just had to buy some to go with my set and I actually like the smokey character quite a bit. That in hand and a couple beers to settle lunch I we head to check out one last place. A weaving store that is reported to be one of the best in Mexico. We ended up not seeing much of the weaving because as soon as we got to the back room with the designs and the loom we started to talk to the guy at the loom (ended up being the owners brother) about politics and other world issues and ended up listening to a Cd of his sons band and having a drink of Mezcal with him and all of the other random friends that happened to drop by. It was great fun! Never got a chance to see the weavings though.
Next it was back to the hostel for a little siesta before dinner. A great habit that I wish I could get into here. Probably not going to happen though. Ended up meeting a nice kid from Hawaii that is going to school in LA and he joined us for dinner. This time I got what was called a Talyuda which is rather like a tortilla pizza. Scott got the Black Mole this time and I tasted a little. It was PERFECT exactly like I expected! Spicy, rich and complex. Wash that down with a couple beers and then it was time to head back to the hostel, have a good night drink of Mezcal and off to dream land.
I have to get back to beach relaxing, but hopefully I´ll be back after diner or something to post day two. I need to bring scotts memory card for the photos.
View from the room. Including my Hammock
