After six weeks in Central America, Southern Mexico was a revelation. San Cristobal in Chiapas was beautiful, with all the architectural drama and charm that had been largely absent since we had left Columbia. The food was wonderful and the people friendly and inviting, all with a glow of enforced sobriety: the country was dry for two days to mark the federal elections. Nevertheless, with the Euro 2012 final on election day there were a lot of interesting variations on orange and mango juices flowing in the restaurants.
Good food experiences continued in Oaxaca, with Kizzy trying the local mezcal and then finding the world's biggest tortilla on display in the local government palace. She needed something to pick her up after we had braved the overnight bus to get there. Even in the most luxurious class she couldn't sleep and fretted the whole time that we would be hijacked by bandits. We weren't. We had a lovely time and here are some of the photos.
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