This is a lovely town. Very indigenous...lot´s of ladies in native dress. But watch out for the weather. After arriving at our hotel, cleaning up and changing clothes after our long trip, we headed out to explore the town. Amy suggested we take our raincoats, but I looked outside, saw all the blue sky and said, ´Nah, I don´t need a raincoat´. Big mistake.
We found a nice pedestrian street and headed up it, passing many folks, almost all local. Very few tourists here. It started getting a little cloudier, a few drops here and there. No big deal. We then found a nice artisan market...lots of nice huipiles made by local women and other nice artwork. All of a sudden....KA BANG!!!!!!! The absolute loudest thunder I´ve heard in my entire life. Then it started...the downpour. And I´m not kidding. This wasn´t just a little rain, this was one of those ´I know how Noah must have felt´ kind of downpours. Luckily, I had my beaver fur felt Indiana Jones hat, so my head was at least dry. But poor Amy was getting it good. We headed down the street, occasionally stopping in a store front to get out of the rain. Our savior came in the guise of a pancho seller. 40 pesos was the price and Amy started bargaining. Sheesh, we´re drowning here, don´t bargain right now, that is an okay price. Okay, so now we were better off with our panchos and the rain kept coming. The streets were starting to flood when we found a nice little restaurant and headed in for lunch. We ordered chiliquilas and quesadillas and wonderful hot chocolate. It was the best hot chocolate I´ve ever had, even better than in Oaxaca. I looked out the door of the restaurant and there was river going down the street that was almost one foot deep. A local told me this happens every afternoon and it would stop in about an hour. He was right. It at least slowed down and we were able to make it back to the hotel.
Tomorrow we will have both our ponchos and our raincoats. Tomorrow I will listen to Amy when she talks about the weather.
We found a nice pedestrian street and headed up it, passing many folks, almost all local. Very few tourists here. It started getting a little cloudier, a few drops here and there. No big deal. We then found a nice artisan market...lots of nice huipiles made by local women and other nice artwork. All of a sudden....KA BANG!!!!!!! The absolute loudest thunder I´ve heard in my entire life. Then it started...the downpour. And I´m not kidding. This wasn´t just a little rain, this was one of those ´I know how Noah must have felt´ kind of downpours. Luckily, I had my beaver fur felt Indiana Jones hat, so my head was at least dry. But poor Amy was getting it good. We headed down the street, occasionally stopping in a store front to get out of the rain. Our savior came in the guise of a pancho seller. 40 pesos was the price and Amy started bargaining. Sheesh, we´re drowning here, don´t bargain right now, that is an okay price. Okay, so now we were better off with our panchos and the rain kept coming. The streets were starting to flood when we found a nice little restaurant and headed in for lunch. We ordered chiliquilas and quesadillas and wonderful hot chocolate. It was the best hot chocolate I´ve ever had, even better than in Oaxaca. I looked out the door of the restaurant and there was river going down the street that was almost one foot deep. A local told me this happens every afternoon and it would stop in about an hour. He was right. It at least slowed down and we were able to make it back to the hotel.
Tomorrow we will have both our ponchos and our raincoats. Tomorrow I will listen to Amy when she talks about the weather.
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