A lazy day with our only task to get on the overnight bus by 5 pm.
We eat soup for breakfast, as Dad had been craving it ever since he got a glimpse of people devouring it the morning before. I let him decide on the counter of choice and we're served beef-intestine soup...along with liver, and chewy, colorful pieces of I don't know what. Was alright at first, but after a huge bowl of mushy, chewy, slimy stuff, I started feeling a bit sick. I think Dad was expecting chicken soup...I promised myself that I'll make sure and help by always asking what he wants :P
We take a cafe recommendation offered to us by a friend on FB (how useful it is while traveling!), and end up on the other side of town which we hadn't stepped foot in. It was way more colorful than "our side" and seems to have hip stores and eateries. What a waste! All this time we'd just been roaming around our hotel vicinity without knowing what more Oaxaca had to offer...Nah, I like our surrounding neighborhood; there's no end if we start being greedy about our experiences.
For the next few hours we walk north, up the hill to see the town from above. We pass by an elementary school with kids running around in uniform, printers, local groceries, and get a glimpse of Oaxaca not really meant for tourists. I find this to be the funnest time here.
Would Definitely like to come here again :)
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