Last week, during Day of the Dead festivities, I went to Oaxaca City for the first time.
Oaxaca’s one of those places that’s on every Latin American backpacker and traveling retiree’s checklist. I felt naked as a white person without my token indigenous ware – a blouse, purse, scarf, etc. But then I bought a poncho, and it was all good.
Our final day in Oaxaca, we did a tour – surprisingly with mostly Mexican tourists, not foreigners – outside of the city and visited “Hierve el Agua,” a beautiful spring and set of rock formations overlooking the mountains, roughly an hour and a half outside of the city. Pictures above!