A taste of Italy but with more randomness and chaos, more noise, music and people dancing in squares... The city is full of love and joy. Oaxaca, I will miss you. Hidden in a mansion transformed in a hostel, I was at the heart of a Mexican jewel, perfect location to forget about time, duties, and endless questioning.
Along the streets of Oaxaca, the colours are fighting with the light. On the lovely terrace that was my private balcony for three days, the purple and pink are mixing in harmony with the warm shades of the walls and front doors, yellow, ocre, brown, blood orange, dark red. Along the street, brightness is just even more alive, melted in Oaxaqueños' smiles and kindness. A walkable city, where you cannot get lost but you can get driven. The end of my walk culminates with the gorgeous Plaza Santo Domingo and its unique iglesia, full of sculptures and golden inscriptions. The square is a meeting point for art dealers and galleries, and a quiet blessing for strangers, never too crowded, never too empty...
Just 20 minutes outside the city, the true meaning of blue and green lies in Monte Alban. The most gorgious sky embraces the impressive view on a never-ending landscape of grass and ancient archeological sites. Paradise view swollen in a perfect sunlight.
When the night falls, colours seems to get only more intense, a little bit more shy maybe, but as vivid. It is party time. This weekend Mexicans are celebrating the 202 years of their independence and with no restrain. I disappear in the envy for belonging... But no, of course not.
Time to head back. The ride is one of glorious green hilly landscape, until the dusk.
A good way to survive a six-hour Mexican bus ride, despite the feezing cold air conditioning and the Americain action movies dubbed in Spanish: Massive Attack on maximum volume on the ipod. It does feel like it increases our speed though.
Entering the darkness, as we approach one of the biggest megapoles in the world, the landscape looks like a giant spaceship has just landed and illuminated the valley with its orange lights. Unseen before. Ciudad de Mexico, Distrito federal. I will be back, I have to...
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