I am just checking if the mangos are ripe!
We took the midnight bus from Huatulco to Oaxaca, an eight hours trip up along windy mountain roads 100 miles. It was a very uncomfortable ride, not to be repeated happily. We got the very last tickets in the bus and they happened to be right next to the WC in the back!
We arrived in Oaxaca at 7.00 am to a sleepy Sunday morning, but it did not take long before the city woke up.
Pink bloom on the tree.
The fine baroque facade of the catheral.
Stained glass windue in the cathedral.
Ceiling.
The Zocalo, the area around the cathedral is the centre of town and the heart of Oaxaca. You never get bored here. People watching is fun.
Shoeshine- boy next to xylophon player.
We had breakfast here.
Walking up the street. To the left you see Museum of contemporary art, which is housed in a late 17th-century mansion with stone facade. The building is an example of Spanish colonial architecture.
An artist selling his paintings in the street. I bought that one!
Restaurant serving Sunday morning brunch. Very festive!
Little old lady in wheelchair selling music CDs.
Beautiful belts made with beads found in one of the many street markets.
Lovely colourful townhouses.
The high vaulted ceilingin the Iglesia Santo Domingo.
The guilded alter.
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