Postcard from Mazunte to Myself in Six Months’ Time
Dear self in six months’ time, Wasn’t that a fun day in Mazunte? Wasn’t that a great end to a great Easter vacation (apart from the eight hours each way […]
Tag Archives: Oaxaca
Oaxaca’s War of the Walls
Usually when I travel, I take photos of street art. This used to be a casual thing, just the odd passing snapshot, but since my first visit to Valparaiso (and subsequent obsession […]
Eating Oaxaca 4: Correct Mezcal Drinking Protocol
“Mezcal,” the Consul said, almost absent-mindedly. When chapter 10 of Malcolm Lowry’s Under the Volcano opens with these lines, you know the shit is about to hit the fan. In the preceding […]
Eating Oaxaca 3: How many Tlayudas would be too many?
Arriving in Oaxaca, I knew I was going to eat a lot of tlayudas. They’d been one of the surprise discoveries of my first trip to Oaxaca, settling for the […]
Eating Oaxaca 2: There’s Nothing Sexier than a Churro
Oaxaca can be a dangerous place for couples and lovers. The brilliant colours, the intimate alleys, the exuberant festivals, the aromatic markets, the orgasmic food; it’s all a bit too […]
