Some images from the market in San Cristobal de Las Casas.
“Born in Africa, living in exile in America, then returning at last to Africa, I am proof that geography is destiny.” – Cutting for Stone, by Abraham Verghese.
We’ve been in San Cristobal de Las Casas for almost a week. We’ve experienced lots of different sounds (honking cars when they reach an intersection, since there are no traffic lights, no stop signs), smells (fresh tortillas made right across from our apartment, a vendor roasting chicken on the street), tastes (mango, litchi, papaya are familiar to our South African palettes, salsa verde not so much), and colors (in the craft market).
Traveling makes me feel alive.