End of the Road — Or is It?

Friday I said goodbye to Linda and Eric and to Veracruz and headed for the airport. I left feeling like I had barely scratched the surface of what there is to do and see here.

I may not be able to get back here soon, as I want to make a couple of trips to Europe next, but I do want to come back. Veracruzanos are really nice to be around.

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Chatchkes on Parade

Here are the results of my prowlings for trinkets.

This little mask is actually an ocarina and is only about an inch
and a quarter in width. I found it in one of the shops on
Callejon Diamante in Xalapa.

Another ocarina, about two inches high.

Made in Oaxaca, bought in Xalapa.

A ceramic pitcher I got at the Naolinco market.
Can you believe it was only forty cents?!

But then, it doesn’t hold much.

A rock, painted as a frog by a Xalapa artist.

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A jarocha dancer, bought in Veracruz, four and one-quarter inches tall

A larger dancer, seven and a half inches tall

Horse carrying firewood, about 4.5 inches tall

Forgot to tell you, I bought a house in Veracruz.

Getting ahead in Veracruz is easy.

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Last Day in Veracruz

Was back in Veracruz by 12:30. Thought I’d go down by the malecon again to see if I could find some souvenirs. Even though Veracruz’s sidewalks are in bad condition, I reminded myself how much easier walking is here because it’s so flat.

And then there is that tantalizing sea breeze…

I was able to fill my chatchka quotient at last. Found a nice little shop which sold a variety of handicrafts by Veracruzano artists. It was across the street from the so-called artisanal market on the malecon, where they seemed to sell mostly things made in China.

Here there were embroidered items for the home, some clothing, rattan furniture and some pottery. I bought a number of clay figures and hoped they’d get home all in one piece.

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