We're in Oaxaca for a few days with niece Sara, her husband Munier and our grand-nephew, Rohan. We arrived in time to go to the beautiful Sunday market in Tlacolula, about 30 km from Oaxaca. Here is Rohan considering whether he would like to sample a crunchy grasshopper.
One of the highlights of this market is that women from surrounding villages wear their traditional dress. Their colorful scarves, blouses and skirts are unique to their villages.
I've never seen peeled pineapples for sale but when we walked back a couple hours later they were all gone.
Also loved these carved dried gourds filled with seeds with a handle added. Maracas anyone?
These chickens came with their own carrying handles ready to be picked up.
We took the 2nd class bus to reach this market, the buses we used to call "chicken buses." Our bus was chicken-free but I did see some packed in boxes with air holes waiting to be loaded on a different bus. This shot was taken in the live foul section of the market.
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