Puebla...so many churches...so quaint....we just couldn't stay away! This weekend we piled into our friends' car (Eric didn't have to drive us for once!) and we were off to Puebla, this time to spend the night, and enjoy Puebla's neighboring city Cholula.
A Puebla church!
This is the hotel we stayed it. It was very pretty, clean and quaint, but dark secrets lurked within. First, our room had recently been painted, so there was a bit of a fume situation. Then, we cracked the window and noticed there was zero air transference. So, then we turned on the "AC" which did nothing...leaving the room 200 degrees and smelly. Then the final insult was that there was music blaring until 4 am just outside...needless to say, very little sleeping took place. :)
View up the cute little street.
Mexican Independence Day excitement is in full swing!
So many colors!
A year ago, when Eric and I first visited Puebla, we stumbled through some sketchy parts of town to try and find a special convent where mole sauce was invented...only to discover it was closed up for renovations. It's been a year, and we thought maybe, just maybe, it would be open again. We were wrong. We posed for this picture to commemorate our wrongness, but we are still having fun.
Talavera everywhere!
These people obviously have excellent taste, what with the bright colors and the cactus out front!
More talavera, that is what Puebla is famous for!
This was one of many talavera stores we encountered. These stores are terrifying....one tiny stumble and you have destroyed thousands of dollars worth of talavera. Yikes!!
This is the market where many a wondrous thing are available for sale. Talavera toilet? Check! Catrina shadow box of catrinas in all maner of normal everyday life? Check! Unicorn paperweight? Check!...and....
The most best, most awesome, most coolest tin peacock mirror, now proudly displayed on our wall.
Super fancy hotel lobby, completely hiding the horror of our room.
Super pretty skylight and chandelier.
I would be afraid that mirror would be bad for my self-confidence. If I looked into it to check my hair or makeup, I would obviously notice the peacock and think, "I will never be as beautiful as you, Mr. Peacock" and then I would cry...a single tear.
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