|I visited Amate Books.|
I wandered down to the Oaxaca Lending Library to see if the volunteer coordinator was available because we are playing e-mail tag. I had a coffee, joined the library, signed up for a historical walking tour and met Gail, who volunteers at the front desk. When I gave her my Canadian e-mail address, I found that she was from Victoria. I may meet a bird-watching group tomorrow and I picked up some information about a Creative Writing group. There is a vibrant ex-pat community here and I will try a few different activities during my stay. Although the volunteer coordinator was not there, my visit was fruitful.
|my healthy lunch|
Yesterday was a "finding my way day" devoted to the acquisition of household items and some food staples. Most people in Oaxaca do not eat the rich meals that are served in restaurants. Typically, meals in "tourist" restaurants are comprised of meat or poultry, tortillas, beans, rice, mole sauce and cheese or cream. Madame has tried all the moles and is hoping to return home without extra pounds, so must be careful. Today, I splurged and had a meal of steamed fish at a favourite restaurant. Although I am practising my Spanish, the young waiter spoke excellent English.
Although Oaxaca is a poor state, there are many well-educated people. Those employed in the hospitality industry speak at least two languages, while many speak 3 or 4. It is the indigenous
people from the pueblos who lack access to education. For four years, my sister and I helped sponsor
a student teacher from one of the mountain villages. She completed her course work and earned an opportunity to visit a university in Spain. I hope to hear about her placement when I visit the Oaxaca Learning Center.
|Local people can buy food for 5 pesos in the zócalo.|
|You can learn from street signs just like in Paris!|