TEPOZTLAN CONTINUED & POPOCATEPETL

DILE 'HOLA' AL POPO

¡Hola amigos y bienvendios otra vez a mi blog!

I am continuing with my Tepoztlán blog post because I had so much to say but so little time and concentration; I realized after posting that I had neglected to mention so many things, including the giant volcano within close proximity of Puebla which we passed on the way to Tepoztlán and of the cool town itself and the ex-convent in Tepoztlán.

I've also come to the realization that I am 4 weeks behind in blog life, so I need to due a bit of catching up so I can tell you lovely people about the bicenntenial celebration of Mexico's independence and my weekend trip to Mexico City which I just got back from.

Entonces (my new favorite Spanish word), let's begin, why don't we?

On the way to Tepoztlán in the state of Morelos from Puebla (in the state of Puebla [ha]), we had to drive about 2 hours southwest, and in our cumbersome journey to the promised land of pyramid topped cliffs, we passed the majestic (and almost impossible to pronounce) volcano of Popocatepetl. ITS GIANT and hard to miss unless its shrouded in clouds, which happens a lot due to the fact that it rains here all the time and because its so GIANT.

It was crazy how far away we were and yet how prominently it loomed in the not-too-far distance. There's actually a small town that winds it way up at the base of the volcano. I would be a little freaked out to reside in the presence of such a giant.

I love Mexico, and I love volcanoes, what a perfect combination! Feast your eyes on these:

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After summiting the aforementioned cliff/peak/mountain thing with the temple on top, nos bajamos (we climbed down) to the village of Tepoztlán, ate, and then ventured into the ex-convento de la Navidad, basically a place where early settlers and catholic members lived and studied. It was also an imposing sight to behold, a giant building adorned with dozens of frescos and ginormous bell towers to boot.

The city itself of Tepoztlán was a modern patchwork quilt of ancient and modern, colonial and crunk; as observed in their awesome street art and the various hippies that wander the streets banging drums.

All in all, it was an awesome day trip and memories abound.