From Mexico City we headed south to Oaxaca (pronounced Wah-ha-ka). We took a tour for this leg of the trip. Due to an overbooking we were driven to Oaxaca in a private car with Edgar, our very own local dreadlocked leftie guide.

We stopped in the pretty colonial town of Pueblo for lunch which consisted of chicken enchiladas with mole, a paste made from cocoa and chili. Unfortunately this dish sounds far more exotic than it tastes. We also took a moment to admire the cactus covered hills and the vultures circling above the Mexican desert.

Not much seemed to be happening in Oaxaca so after a few quiet days we decided to jump on the overnight bus to San Cristobal de Cases.