In July of 2014 I grabbed the hand of destiny and let it guide me to the unknown. All I knew is I needed a change of scenery, of thinking, of weather and a change of my own skin. My close friends Paloma and Kyle were getting married in the city of Oaxaca, Mexico and I was going to be one of the bridesmaids. I decided I would attend the wedding and then head to the coast of Oaxaca.
The start of my journey commences in the capital city of Oaxaca de Juarez. The hometown of Benito Juarez, one of Mexico’s founding fathers and quite arguably the place of some of the best cuisine in the country. Oaxaca is also the land where beautiful agave plants grow and produce the very delicious Mescal. It is a place of mysticism where “curanderos” and shamans are known to heal diseases of the body and the soul (I will elaborate more in future posts on this through my personal experience) . A region where both the Mixtec and the Zapotec cultures inhabited and where 10 km outside the city you will find the archaeological site of Monte Alban.
The city of Oaxaca is located in the central valleys of the region and on the foothills of the Sierra Madre. It is an architectural gem with its colourful colonial architecture and you can see most of the city by foot. The first celebration of the wedding took place in Casa Oaxaca Restaurant. If you are not on a tight budget, I suggest this upscale restaurant. Among the great upper end restaurants in Oaxaca are Los Danzantes, La Pitiona, and Zandunga. But to tell you the truth I had amazing street food for less than $4 dlls. One not to miss spot is the Quesadilla vendors in the corner of Calle de Manuel Garcia Vigil and Jesus Carranza. I was very lucky, as I usually am, to be paired with “my tribe” from the wedding made up of Americans, Italians, and a Cuban. Together we drank, sung and ate throughout Oaxaca.