We saw this sweet little Vespa parked on a street in Oaxaca. If the key had been left in it, I would be driving it around Isla right now!
I really liked that at every turn in Oaxaca thought had been given to filling spaces. And artfully so.
Oh my. We visited what we thought was a museum in Morelia. Turned out to be a giant indoor market. Featuring such incredible items as this hand-carved, gaudily painted giant table with matching chairs. Wasn't even tempted and only sat at it for this picture. I distinctly remember it making the hair on my neck stand up, just to look at it. Look how dazed I look in this picture.