Monday, August 2, 2010
Self Medicating in Mexico
In the past week, I have married off two serious ex-boyfriends, decided to extend my trip into Guatemala to work in an orphanage where road blocks seem to be rearing their ugly heads at every turn, and been groped by a man in a Cambi. On the positive side, the man invited me back to his house rather than recommending a cheap hotel. I left the Cambi running. I have my standards, and fortunately, quality of wine is not one of them.
How does one self medicate depression in Mexico? Why, the exact same way in the United States. With boxed wine and chocolate.
How does one self medicate depression in Mexico? Why, the exact same way in the United States. With boxed wine and chocolate.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Chamula, Chiapas Revisited
I returned to Chamula to witness the church service in the impressive and indigenous church. I also found village life in full swing with the weekend market, several different processions happening simultaneously, and lots of drunk men stumbling about. My friends and I walked to a vista point of the valley on top of a hill. There were lots of steps and three beautiful crosses on top. The valley was incredible.
A procession with a marching band, women holding bouquets of flowers and men lighting off firecrackers. We learned that they walk throughout the valley from church to church. Here we are, they say, as mass continues inside the building.
Crosses near the plaza.
Market life.
We watched this drunk man stumble down the street with his chair, rest for a bit, and then continue his journey home. It was about 1:00 in the afternoon.
Three crosses atop many stairs.
Tada! A beautiful mountain valley!
If you look very closely at the middle of this photo, you will see the a procession making its way to another church.
Chamula city councilmen? A band of Chamulan warriors? A band of Chamulan musicians? Your guess is as good as mine.
A procession with a marching band, women holding bouquets of flowers and men lighting off firecrackers. We learned that they walk throughout the valley from church to church. Here we are, they say, as mass continues inside the building.
Crosses near the plaza.
Market life.
We watched this drunk man stumble down the street with his chair, rest for a bit, and then continue his journey home. It was about 1:00 in the afternoon.
Three crosses atop many stairs.
Tada! A beautiful mountain valley!
If you look very closely at the middle of this photo, you will see the a procession making its way to another church.
Chamula city councilmen? A band of Chamulan warriors? A band of Chamulan musicians? Your guess is as good as mine.
Friday, July 30, 2010
More from Around San Cristobal
Here are more things that I found around San Cristobal de las Casas:
This is the most wonderful idea I have every stumbled across. Fill a corridor with vendors selling sweets. However, the sweets brought the bees. Throughout the week I would walk down the corridor for an adrenaline rush as hundreds of bees wasped back and forth across my path.
A Mexican Sweet Tooth
La Iglesia de San Domingo
Surprise! Christmas in July with my hot chocolate and pan dulce!
This is the most wonderful idea I have every stumbled across. Fill a corridor with vendors selling sweets. However, the sweets brought the bees. Throughout the week I would walk down the corridor for an adrenaline rush as hundreds of bees wasped back and forth across my path.
A Mexican Sweet Tooth
La Iglesia de San Domingo
Surprise! Christmas in July with my hot chocolate and pan dulce!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Teopisca, Chiapas
I decided to journey to Teopisca, Chiapas. Here, I found chickens on a roof and a church on a hill. There were lots of steps, but eventually I made it to the top with breath-taking views of the valley below.
Why do I love to take pictures of churches? You ask. I don't really have a preference to photograph churches, but as it happens, Catholicism plays a very large part in the Mexican life. A town's church is in the center plaza. All festivals happen here, near the church. I walk to churches because aside from holding 5-star real estate throughout the town, they usually are also the most interesting building for miles around.
Why do I love to take pictures of churches? You ask. I don't really have a preference to photograph churches, but as it happens, Catholicism plays a very large part in the Mexican life. A town's church is in the center plaza. All festivals happen here, near the church. I walk to churches because aside from holding 5-star real estate throughout the town, they usually are also the most interesting building for miles around.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tenejapa, Chiapas
Taking a taxi out of town, we visit another indigenous village for the day. I give you, Tenejapa, the town of amazing doors and windows!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)