Oaxaca was full of tourists, mostly national tourists, for the Guelaguetza festival of folk dancing. We fit in a little more with the masses doing tourist things, buying crafts, hats and taking a lot of photos.
We hit Cafe Alex, our first morning breakfast spot, then caught a cab to the bus terminal. The 6.5 hour drive was through high mountainous desert full of various cactu plants then falling into a wide agricultural valley before entering the city. Bus movies were Grown Ups 2, War Horse and American Hustle with no subtitles for the gringos.
The MC bus terminal is huge but broken down into smaller terminals so we didn't feel overwhelmed and made it easily to the metro station below. I was on full alert but then began to calm down as it was clear that everyone was just doing their thing and even though we were clearly tourists, we we not out of place. Our stop popped us out in the Rosa Zone financial district were we walked couple of blocks to our hotel with bags on backs during rush hour with most folks in business attire getting off work. Now I felt a little out of place but totally safe. Not sure anymore what I had worried about or what I had expected. This was a metropolitan city like many others, with great public spaces. 2 days to explore further.
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