I ran a half marathon in Seattle last Saturday. During the trip I would wake up early, right when the sun had just risen and run through the streets of Oaxaca city. When I ran on Saturday, I thought about runs I had in Mexico as well as the trip in general. It was through those Oaxacan runs I really felt like I got a feel of the everyday lives of the people. Parents were walking their children to school. Church bells clanged in the early morning sun. People were opening up their stores. The city was just waking up. I also stumbled upon a graduation ceremony, practically every single morning.
The images, the smells, the places we went to still vividly are present in my head. Like a catchy song, that you can't stop singing.
Here is my advice for falling in with Oaxaca:
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Approximately squeeze two pieces of
lime on all food
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Visit a local shaman and hang in a temazcal. Afterward fall asleep while eating delicious food.
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Climb among mountains and feel like John
Muir
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Look at the art, the things people
make, and see the hands that actually made them
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Become small in the presence of
expansive archeological sites and ones yet to be known by present humans
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Look in wonder at 1200 old cave
art
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Be welcomed into incredibly sacred places
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Have rooster calls echo off valleys below
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Feel the sun and waves beat upon
you
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Dress for a Vela and make
Cinderella jealous
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Fall asleep on windy mountain roads
(and feel queasy)
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Listen and fully hear to people’s
stories of migration and place
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