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Instead of dogs barking or the occasional rooster, I woke up very early this morning to the sound of trumpets and a chorus of men's voices as a mariachi band played somewhere in the neighborhood. Oh Mexico. :-)
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Instead of dogs barking or the occasional rooster, I woke up very early this morning to the sound of trumpets and a chorus of men's voices as a mariachi band played somewhere in the neighborhood. Oh Mexico. :-)
Today was the day I went to the Mercado del Abastos for the first time. A recent article describes this market as "a massive, frenzied feast for the senses where locals hustle and bustle, and tourists are few." That may be an understatement.

My British friend, Fiona (who works at the OCS library), and I tried to be optimistic about not getting lost on our adventure into this huge market. We did our absolute best to be aware of our surroundings and stick to the outskirts of the market.
We actually lasted at least 3 turns. After that all sense of direction was completely lost. We went inside, then outside, then inside again. We went down rows of wooden furniture, squeezed through tiny aisles filled with baskets and other weavings (on which I kept hitting my head), passed a whole flock of live chickens. Hammocks, shampoo, Christmas lights - it was amazing the variety of things being sold. At one point I could see the mountains and knew we were on the north side of the market. That was helpful... for a moment ;-).
An hour and a half later we found our way back to the side we entered on. I was a few pesos poorer, having bought a table cloth, a guitar key chain, and pumpkin seeds. I'm sure we only saw a very small portion of the entirety of Abastos. What an experience. I think it could easily take an entire day to see it all. And, by the way, I did not see a single tourist - well, apart from ourselves.
When I told my landlady about my day, she laughed and assured me that she has never ever gotten lost in Abastos. I think it is pretty much inevitable for me. So, if I ever plan another trip to Abastos, I will also plan on getting lost at some point. Exciting times, eh? ;-).
Here's a link to that article if you'd like to see some photos: Weekend in Oaxaca - although, I'd be surprised if you could capture the experience of Abastos in a picture.
At about 7:20 this morning, I was out on a corner with my neighbors (mostly older men) amid tidy piles of trash, waiting for the trash truck to come down one more block. The men began a lively discussion on how the truck was 20 minutes late today, why that might be, and how the neighbors on the next block just leave their trash out and don't meet the truck. As more people came up, we greeted each other with a "Buenos días." I smiled and wished I had a picture of myself, in the early morning, standing with my Mexican neighbors, holding my 3 bags of trash. ;-)
As I did some final packing early November 1st, I saw something about flooding in Tabasco on the news. At the time, I had little idea where Tabasco was or why there had been flooding. But as about half of the capital remains underwater almost 2 weeks later, I have learned more. I'm not sure how much attention the Tabasco flooding received in the States, but it continues to be present in the news here.
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