The country side around me

On the way to Mitla, the rural town where I am staying, from Oaxaca the big city, I snapped a few pictures of the country side.  There is so much to see, that often I forget to take a pictures.  Some of the most fantastic ones I miss, because the car is moving too fast and I am not quick enough.

The main crop here is a Mezcal ingredient. It is planted in big fields, grown to about the size of 6 feet, harvested, the big leaves hacked off, ground up, fermented and turned into Tequila. (or something similar).

The mountains are rolling, but rising sharply from the valley bottom.  Little trails lead from the bottom to the top of the biggest ones.  These are the trails that are used (not so much anymore) for spiritual pilgrimages and to sacrifice animals to different gods.  There is still a real mix of Catholicism and Spiritualism especially surrounding the dead.

I had to laugh at one of the booths at the local Mitla street fair that has been going on for 2 weeks now.  It is a use a machine gun to shoot-the-guy type hut, with a gross looking skeleton, dressed in shaggy army type garb, with a hideous face and disgusting demon like eyes. OR you can shoot at Michael Jackson.  Those are the two choices.  I guess that tells you what they think of him.