Sunday morning in Zacatlan was bright and sunny after a night of rain. I started the week off with morning mass in the cathedral. Latin prayers, the smell of incense, and cold hard mexican tiles beneath my knees.
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| Zacatlan |
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| Zacapoaxtla |
In Orizaba they like to mix their beer with sarsaparilla.
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| Orizaba |
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