Just like that the Festival of TheRosary was over.
While the "bulls" were running wild on Wall Street today they were walking calmly down the main street of Santa Maria (a suburb of Oaxaca) this afternoon.
The sheep were strolling through town today too.
Our new friend Tomas Mendoza, the "master weaver" in his taller in Historico Oaxaca.
HIroko is getting into the spirit of the day of the dead.
These sidewalk venders sit here for many hours a day (and night) trying to make a living.
The Day of the Dead celebration is not far of and the town is getting ready.
For a month we heard this guys whistle going off and could not figure out why. Today I asked him and it is to draw attention to his selling steamed plantain with some condensed milk and chocolate sprinkles on top. He refused to let me take his picture until I bought some. Smart boy!
Adios Oaxaca. Hasta luego.