home > travel index > mexico 2004 Sunday, 5.2.04: Puebla, Mexico
The temptation then was to revisit some wonderful old territory -- Mexico City itself (historic and cultural wonderland), Oaxaca city (the perfect artsy hideaway), or the old silver mining towns north of Mexico City (more perfect artsy hideaways). We talked to friends. We studied the guidebooks. We gazed into our crystal goblets. We finally decided to push ourselves to tackle some new territory.
Our flights today (through Charlotte NC) were uneventful. Our only hang-up was at Immigration when we arrived. Hundreds of us non-Mexicans had to stand in line, while only 4 of the 12 checkpoints were open. Welcome to a Sunday afternoon in Mexico City. Jim has been reviewing his Spanish lessons for weeks. I tackled a book of short stories in Spanish on the flight. Thus, we were confident enough in our traveler's Spanish to find the buses and buy our tickets to Puebla. Two hours later, at Puebla's Cuatro Poniente bus station, we grabbed a taxi. Jim assumed his traditional role of following on the map and double-checking the driver's route. There are no meters in taxis here. You agree on the price in advance, so it wasn't like we were afraid of being cheated. But we've found through hard experience that being a taxi driver doesn't guarantee someone knows where he is going or that we have expressed ourselves clearly. Also, while I'm the grand strategist in deciding the shape of our trips, Jim is always the tactician -- the one who gets oriented fast to new territory and can plan the day's route. About 5:30 P.M. we arrived here at the Mesón de la Sacristía. It is a 250-year-old building, restored with antique fittings and furniture and lots of old artwork. It only has 8 units, on the second story around a courtyard, which contains the restaurant. (Picture above is the view from the doorway of our room.)
Celia's was a tiny, family-run place and we were the only customers. Actually, I think it was about to close, but they stayed open for the starving gringos. We plunged into the culture, ordering the local classic of mole poblano. It is chicken with an incredibly intense sauce -- sort of a barbeque sauce with chocolate. We chowed down. When we got back to the hotel and opened the ancient door to our room, we were amazed. It was lit with dozens of candles. Rose petals had been strewn everywhere, including a heart shape on the bed. There was a bouquet of calla lilies and a basket of fresh fruit. We are not normally candle people. Fear of fire in our crowded townhouse trumps our sense of romance. However, tonight, in our airy room with stone floors we will sleep to the flicker of candlelight and the fragrance of fresh flowers.
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