Where the wild things are

The Update de travels

Where you were last left dear reader your heroic adventurer was located in Oaxaca, Oaxaca where cheese, chocolate and fried grasshoppers are the culinary delights of the fine colonial city. This town was where I underwent my first couch surfing experience with Cesar a great guy and fantastic time seeing the night life and the beautiful colonial cityscape. One of the most interesting thing I discovered in the town, apart from the copious amount of gringos learning Spanish was the ex-Convent of Santo Domingo which since becoming an ex-Convent it was converted into a museum housing the local history from the earliest recorded information and artifacts circa Mayan times, continuing through the Spanish conquest and onto the current day. Also went out of town to the closely located ruinas of Monte Albán, where I knocked out a good many photos surrounded by a good many tourists, happily getting in the background of as many of my photos as possible. Possibly the best part of the town of Oaxaca and this should be experience by all people visiting this town, is apart from the giant tortilla, the market. Where one can purchase a vast quantity of meat and cebolletas where they will be happily bbq’d for your dining pleasure.

After Oaxaca I relocated myself south to Tuxtla Gutiérrez, the state capital of Chiapas via another highly enjoyable 2nd class bus, while cheap at was at that point that I decided that 2nd class bus in Spanish translates to ‘haha stupid gringos stop being so pinche and buy ADO’. Extract myself from the bus with another imprint of the seat in front of my ingrained into my knees. While in Tuxtla I celebrated Navidad with my couch surfing host Luis and managed to be involved in the production of tamales for his nephews birthday which culminated in more Piñata breaking and sugar hyped kids. Christmas was definitely an interesting and educating experience to learn and be involved a Mexican family Christmas, a lot a singing, drinking, dancing and eating, very late into the evening.

Next town on the trip list was the backpacker haven of San Cristobal where I engaged in the slightly more unusual past times of fronton, illicit sales of pantyhose out of a car and pizza & pasta production mostly in part with my CS boy Miguel. San Cristobal is fairly well known town on the backpacker circuit to buy cool little keyrings of Zapatistas to hang from your backpack, so everyone else that sees your bag can know you were in San C and conversation of the struggling rights of the local indigenous can begin. In comparison with most other states of Mexico, Chiapas is one of the most highly populated with local indigenous groups and unfortunately one of the poorest. These main factors along with slew of others is what led to the town being held under siege by the EZLN in January of 2004, inline with the launching of the NAFTA which they believed would be of no help to Mexico and make the local population worse off than they already were. If you want more information on the EZLN and their ideals have a read through the links.

Next chapter, onto the beach for NYE


Not local music true, but one of my favourite bands featuring on the trailer for the upcoming film adaptation of Where the Wild Things Are.
Spike Jonez interview

Where the Wild Things Are - Spike Jonez (Arcade Fire - Wake Up)

The long overdue next post

I am alive.

Back in Mexico after a whirlwind trip of a couple of months of travel through Mexico, Belize, Guatemala and Honduras. All of which will be written about in more detail in the up coming posts.

While not so new music, I fell in love with Molotov while traveling Mexico.


Molotov - Frijolero