Two months in Mexico travel blog

peeling paint, graffiti and iron work balconies greet me in Puebla

one of the many churches down one of the many streets in...

in the zocalo square the fountain framed the church on the far...

same fountain different angle

metal model of town, third row from right and third section in...

government building across from the Zocalo square in downtown Puebla

out of the sidewalk in front of government building spouted this cool...

all the flowers set on the sidewalk market for the Kings day,...

inside this bakery were Kings Day breads for sale. Yummy!!

downtown Puebla with wall to wall cars, people and holiday decorations

sides of entire building tiled in ceramic tiles.

building was a block long and had business shops at the street...

this building had flower tiles inset in the middle of decorations

detail of flower tiles

detail on set of exterior doors

more tiled building fronts on street

candy and nuts for sale in small closet size store

another brick and tile store front

fancy trim on upper story and tee shirts and clothes in shop...

another fancy trim door

inside the fancy door was this courtyard with stairs to a shrine...

peas porriage hot, peas porriage cold, peas porriage in the pot nine...

She was frying tortillas in smelly grease.

A variety of dried beans and peas sacked on the sidewalk in...

another greasy spoon, in fact she had several floating in various pots...

a close up of the dinner menu, I passed this up as...

This cute building was a dentist office

another interesting place around the corner from the hospital


City of Puebla and the way out of town:

Note: the pictures of the toy cars and trucks along the highway are posted the Oaxaca entry but I actually saw them on the way out of Oaxaca on the way to Puebla. I never could find out why they were there. The highway was good and we made excellent time traveling.

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I made it here to Puebla at 2pm today. The countryside is parched high desert. Pretty dry but the road was modern and real good. Puebla is the second pit of the world. Sorry, yall, to those who used to live here. I sure know why you moved. This is one of the loudest and most congested traffic cities I've been in. The taxi took me to the Hostel with out any problem. Couldn't get to the site of Cholula with the pyramid inside the hill with the church built on top, or find the museum so gave it up for a walk to the Zocalo instead. The walk was pretty interesting and had lots of colorful flavor. The buildings were wonderfully decorated with tiles and had great-carved doors and courtyards behind them. I liked the plaza that had the fountain and the church and buildings that surrounded it. I didn't want to eat any of the fare offered that was being cooked on the sidewalk, but settled for a pizza cafe instead. Even that had a lot of hot poblana peppers on it that I promptly gagged on. I picked them off and ate the rest before the cheese had a chance to get as hard as a rock. I was given a carry out box and when I picked it up to put the last piece of pizza in it, I found a whole one in the box. Not sure whether I ordered two for the price of one or what. I put the left over slice in the box and took it with me. I would have purchased one of the Kings day bread rolls but didn't know how to carry it on the bus.

At least they had an Internet in the lobby of the Hostel Xamen that I took advantage of to upload some more pictures. Only the owner spoke passable English. The rest of the staff didn't. I had to haul my eight bags upstairs to the second floor where I shared a room with another lady. I never met her as we passed in the night, so to speak. The room was a fair price at 10.00 and I could have cereal for breakfast. I left the next am at 9:00 am on the bus. I still carried the extra pizza I was given in a carry out box. I thought I would eat it on the bus but the longer I carried it the heavier it became. I sat in the bus depot contemplating this dilemma when a deliveryman brought ham and cheese sandwiches to the deli counter. That sure changed my mind. I bought a sandwich for the trip. When I took my bags out to the bus to have them loaded I was still carrying the box of pizza. The bag handler looking at the box of pizza jokingly said, 'Oh, for me?' 'Yeah', I said, 'here you can have the whole thing'. He was so happy to get it, I thought he would jump up and kiss me, but he just grinned from ear to ear instead, saying, 'Thank you, Thank you' over and over. Kind of made me wonder if he hadn't eaten for a week. I already had my new freshly made jamon (ham) and queso (cheese) sandwich tucked into my bag to eat on the bus and sure was glad to get rid of the pizza. Considering I almost threw it in the trash inside the depot, but not wanting to waste food, the bag handler man hit the jackpot. That was my 976th ham and cheese sandwich on the trip, but it was really good. Lasted all the way to Poza Rica and when I settled in for the night ride I was glad I didn't eat the pizza. I didn't take any more pictures from Puebla on the way home. I had already crossed that section of country when I came from Poza Rica to Mexico City and then Mexico City to Jalapa and the pictures of that part are already in those sections. More later, Gay

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