Our arrival in Puebla
April 2nd, 2010After our adventure through immigration and customs in Mexico City, we loaded up the luggage and hopped into our giant white SUV. Our traveling companions (we’ll call them Alan and Eve to protect their identities 🙂 ) proceeded to drive us to Alan’s home in Puebla.
As the ride began, I was struck by the poverty surrounding the airport and the greater Mexico City area. This was certainly a cultural shock and disturbed my middle class New England sensibilities of cleanliness and affluence. I was initially saddened and angry thinking that the world was an unfair place. I could see first hand how both the Mexican government and America with its imperialistic NAFTA policies had been impoverishing millions of people for decades. We don’t see this side of Mexico on television though at home. All imagery of Mexico today involves beautiful beach resorts and sensational coverage of illegal immigration and drug trafficking. We never get to see the poverty which lies at the root of these sensationalized images. After having seen this first hand, I completely understood why someone would walk a thousand miles and risk their life and family fortune to cross the desert into the United States to work for less than minimum wage. This led to the sad realization that despite what some of our news channels in the US would have us believe, these illegal immigrants are not criminals, its the American businesses and both countries governments that are creating the problems.
Anyway, if you’ve made it this far thank you, and I apologize for the political rant. I feel much better now though.
We reached Puebla in around two hours after a drive through the mountains and past Puebla’s three majestic volcanoes. One of the volcanoes can been seen spewing forth ash everyday, and Alan informed us that it sometimes is so heavy that it covers everything with a fine layer or dust.
Alan’s home was modest but comfortable and we were happy to relieve ourselves of our luggage and to stretch our legs. Once we were all settled in, Alan took us over to downtown Puebla where we walked around a bit enjoying the main plaza and the beautiful colonial architecture. Puebla has several beautiful churches and there were few tourists. It is a working city instead of a major attraction so we were happy to join the locals by sitting on benches in the plaza mayor enjoying the music drifting out from the open air cafes and enjoying our first warm evening in Mexico.
As we grew hungry, Alan guided us to one of his favorite spots in downtown Puebla for chalupas and pazole. The food was amazingly better than anything I’ve had in the United States. I am not sure whether the ingredients are different or if they’re simply fresher. Perfectly ripe tomatilles for example must make a better salsa verde than ones that must be picked before their time and sent on a truck thousands of miles to my local supermarket! The pazole soup was by far my favorite. It contained chicken, peppers, onion, and hominy and was spicy, but not overly so. It was a delicious end to a long day.
Up next our recap of a visit to Puebla’s neighbor, Cholula, its pyramid, shops, and the Azteca solstice celebration. I will try to get some pictures up soon, we took hundreds of them! Thanks for reading and please comment and let us know how we’re doing.
Brian