Peace and Quiet in Teotitlan del Valle, Except for an Earthquake

The Guelaguetza crowds were staggering. Oaxaca city was clogged with foot and street traffic. There was excitement, band music, the sizzle of street food, parades of elegantly dress women from the villages, and more shopping overload than any accomplished shopaholic could need or want.

Day & Night Shopping: Expoventa on the Andador

Day & Night Shopping: Expoventa on the Andador

With enough stimulation to last me weeks, I decided to leave the city early on Sunday and return to the casita I call home in Teotitlan del Valle. On Monday, doing laundry was my meditation.

Tamarind, Lime, Hibiscus Mezcalinis at La Olla-Yummy

Tamarind, Lime, Hibiscus Mezcalinis at La Olla Restaurant – Yummy


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Sipping Nuevo Mundo  coffee from my rooftop terrace, I heard birds sing and the hammer of a carpenter building. In the distance, I saw farmers tending to their fields just as they do each day here.  It is a refuge here. Some never need to go elsewhere.


Strumming on an ass jawbone, traditional music

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Oaxaca is earthquake country.  In the early morning hours today, when REM sleep is deep, I feel the shake and roll of my bed, and the rattle of the kitchen pans suspended from the ceiling rack. It went on for what seemed an eternity or perhaps thirty seconds.  I decided not to panic, rolled over and tried to fall back asleep.

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Now, it is overcast and we are waiting for rain. The farmers need the rain for their milpa — the fields planted with corn, squash and beans, local sustenance for millenia.

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Thank you, Teotitlan del Valle, for sheltering me in peace, quiet and tranquility. It is enough. Even with an earthquake once in a while.

2 responses to “Peace and Quiet in Teotitlan del Valle, Except for an Earthquake

  1. The tiemble took me straight back to childhood in New Zealand where small tremors are common and we were drilled in what and what not to do!. I am sitting at LAX waiting 6 hours for my flight – enjoying a margarita (am I addicted) and nibbling at very good sushi. Be well, enjoy your tranquility and thanks again for all.

    • Hi, Carole, yes, those Margaritas are addictive. I discovered another one this week: the Jamaica (hibiscus flower), ginger and pineapple juice mezcalini called La Llarona at La Zandunga. Nearly a perfect concoction right up there with the Tamarind Mezcal Margarita. The temblor was definitely shake, rattle and roll. They downsized it to a 6.4 on the Richter scale. Nothing to sneeze at. But, as we learn quickly here in Oaxaca, patiencia, patiencia. I kept waiting for the aftershocks but they never came. I’m glad you and your group had a great time in Oaxaca. Happy travels onward.

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