Yerbabuena

Today the two of us walked a very dusty road to Yerbabuena, a tiny neighbouring town in the mountains. Wouldn’t you know it, but a 3 day fiesta to the Virgen de Guadalupe, was on it’s third day in this village and we arrived just as the mariachi’s started playing in the square.

It is a tiny place with a pretty pond created by a dam and big houses on large lots. As we
wandered around the town, one man invited us in to have a coffee. He lives in Zamora, the city that we lived in when we taught English there, 20 years ago!

Several logging trucks, full of logs, passed us. One driver stopped to double check the straps holding the logs. He had some pretty steep roads to negotiate on his journey and for sure didn’t want his load to shift!

There really isn’t much information about this village, whose name means spearmint, or why it is where it is, but we had an interesting walk through farmland. Two favourite Mexican birds of ours are the bright red Vermillion Flycatcher and the yellow Kiskadee with its black mask. We saw lots of them as we walked to town.

It was around 2 pm when we got back to Mascota and it was the perfect time to eat some wonderful tacos at a roadside stand before getting home. A 9.7 km walk. Not bad.

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