Soaked on Sunday.
I didn't believe anyone who said Cuetzalan was cold until Sunday. It rained from the time we woke up until the time we went to bed. Non-stop rain. No rain = No Sun, which means wearing a scarf and seeing your own breath in Mexico is possible.
After sleeping in our cozy hostel, we had breakfast with the indigenous women. The made us eggs, mexican style, freshly squeezed juice and tons of hot tortillas straight off the fire. We ate tortillas till we wanted to roll out of there. Hot tortillas are addicting. Caution.
Dressed in our rain gear, we hit up the market, where tons of vendors fill the street with everythin they could possibly sell. Every single person of Cuetzalan was out today. One of the best things is the cheap produce, you can get a banana for like 6 cents. It's fantastic.
We also tried some candy which is made in Cuetzalan. The fried roll thing, was like a sweet egg roll with foamy milk inside, just okay. The squiggle is like the candy from Puebla, sweet and carmel tasting, somewhat like fudge, very good. The other bar of soap looking thing, was beyond nasty. The texture, the taste, everything about it was gross.
Since we were freezing our butts off, we decided to go inside for a bit in hopes of warming up. We visited the cathedral in el centro de Cuetzalan, which was GORGEOUS inside. I was totally expecting it to be less nice, because the outside didn't seem well kept, but the details inside were incredible.
Once we were way over shopping, and swimming through the rain, we decided to grab some snacks, fill our backpacks, and head back to our cozy hostel. Our hostel was really nice, warm, clean and we just enjoyed time together. We got in our pajamas, listened to the rain and played cards all evening. Story telling, snakcing and then bedtime made for a perfect Sunday night. These beds were the comfiest I have been in since I left home in Kentucky. Gotta Love that indigenous village!
-Sara Jacqueline
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