Patzcuaro Magico

 

It is definitely a magic town.

Lovely place to stop, high altitude so nice and cool,  50c combi buses to take you into the centro.

Huge markets, where we stopped to have lunch, the chicken soup was lovely as you would expect, but the red soup tasted like cow poo smells, yuck!  I asked what it was and was told, cow gut soup......

 

 

 

Villa Patzcuro RV park

Lovely little camp site, very close to town. Filled with mostly Canadians, enjoying the Mexican sun. We were told that the site was nearly empty but when we got there it was full. Fortunately a couple of vans were leaving in the morning so we camped in the car park over night and took their places the next day.  Mexicans are very casual, no bookings and when you arrive you usually park in what ever site you want.

When we leave Mexico we wont miss the cow gut soup or their weird flavoured chips. They love their lime and chili. The chips tasted like they had been soaked in lime even the peanuts are coated in lime/lemon.  We will miss the roast chicken and ribs though, and the fresh food markets.

Last day in Patzcuaro

Last day in Patzcuaro

 

Derek and I took the combi bus into town for lunch. In the main square we saw the dance of the little old men. 'Danza de los Viejitos' which is a traditional folk dance in Michoacán, Mexico. I was hoping to see it.

It is the strangest dance the men wear sandals that have a wooden sole to make a tapping noise, so it gets quite loud. They wear a mask and carry a cane.

 

 

 

 

A traditional dance from Michoacán Mexico.

 

 

Locals queueing for deep fried pork skin, Mexicans love it.