Day 18: Puebla - Oaxaca

Oaxaca (pronounce: Wa-Haka) is a nice colonial city and the capital of the state of the same name. To our surprise the place was packed with tourists. In the past weeks I have barely seen any tourists, apart from a few in Pátzcuaro and Zacatecas, but in Oaxaca it was almost hard to spot a Mexican. I find it so weird how some cities are so firmly on the gringo trail, but how the cities in between seem all but ignored. And if Oaxaca is that much nicer than Puebla... I don't see all that much of a difference to be honest. Puebla had been a very nice, picturesque place as well, but not a gringo in sight.

We had a very nice room in our hostel. The hostel itself was situated in an old mansion of some kind, and our room was in a sort of converted dungeon, complete with a barred fence and a padlock that served as door.

We went for a little stroll around town, and were not surprised to find a cathedral, and in front of that cathedral a big square where naturally everything happened. The Oaxaca zócalo has lots of nice little bars and restaurants with terraces. We had a nice couple of drinks and had a nice conversation with a Dutch guy who was sitting at the table next to us (the first we met in Mexico so far!).

Sleeping was rather cramped as brother and sister in a queen size bed, but we slept like little babies.