I happen to these ancient cities that tourists go around imagining walking XXXV century on the remains of our modern cities, we thought indestructible, walking the deserted streets that barely visible remains of a skyscraper or a cathedral bell.
If civil war broke out Mexico, a mean, Guadalupe only be able to agree to the contestants. That fervor for dark-skinned virgin breathes like no other place in the Basilica of Guadalupe. At the gates of the temple, lucid heard the phrase from my trip.
We arrived in El Tajin, Archaeology swallowed by the jungle, ancestral pulse between stones and weeds, leaving behind rain, heat, rain again, and a grocery store after another on the shoulders, dotted watermelon vendors. By Ricardo Coarasa.
Often, the difference between a place on the map and swell the long list of forgotten cities is an illustrious son to be proud of. Tlacotalpan is fortunate to be able to wield the birth certificate of one of the great, Mexican composer Agustin Lara.
The Eyipantla jump is one of those waterfalls that return the traveler a breath of freedom that has been left as shreds by the way of life. But not water, in, what comes to mind when I think of this cascade, but huge eyes, lively but sad, perhaps resigned. The eyes of the little Viridiana.
Catemaco is a beautiful lagoon with two distinctive colorful Mexican: claims to be the world capital of witchcraft and is home to a colony of macaques relocated from Thailand. Ie, you never know if the tourists which gets into the boat come here to eat them primates in the hand or to get a "clean" spirits 100 weights.
Veracruz is a place to stay stripped of duties and hours, enjoying the pleasure of reconciliation with the time, with the talks without violations. Veracruz is a port city, or a port city, which lower the flag and languish stress listening legends and terrible events that still disturb the daily cadence of jarochos.