back in the mountains, now in oaxaca, and this time it has a totally different flavour. a crazy welshie(called welshie) with herbal remedies and tales of cheese stealing and tree hugging with vertigo, myself and a lass who lives in sanfran, set off to catch the most awe consuming and vast sunset i have ever seen. we had a 270° vista and it lasted for ages and changed every mountain and valley.
its nice to tread with some ladies for a change and we arrive to beautiful cabañas in the woods (living it up this time). having brought more than just refried beans to last 3days we ate, chatted and slept early.
for once i am pleased that my bladder wakes me up at 3am, as when i´m trudging out to the ecotoilets i glance around and the stars give me the impression that i must have moved to a different planet, the brilliance and quantity i cannot describe and only when my bones began to quiver with the cold could i tear myself away and back to bed.
later in the morning had its own delights; misty woods, the sound of brooks babbling, tall, slender pines filling the forest with an aroma almost to pungent for our city noses, views of trees and mountains unceasingly beautiful.
after a not to strenuous 4 hour walk, interspersed with tortillas and sap collecting breaks, we arrive at the next village within the cooperative 8 pueblos who sell and share thier produce together as well as sharing the proceeds of the ecotourism.
our new cabaña looks down onto a village of roofs covered in drying corn, bright clothes hanging to dry and streets named unity, peace, freedom, reformation. the cabaña has an enormous fireplace and hammocks outside, where the 3 tired girls lay about to eat and rest as the altitude of 3100 metres has taken its toll a wee bit.
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