The Tlacolula Market happens on Sundays, and by next Sunday I will be back home in Sacramento.
Already I have started the slow process of goodbyes.
Goodbye to the children in English class.
Goodbye to Spanish class and cultural workshops.
And, today… Goodbye beautiful market, church, guajolotes (turkeys), acres of colors, enchanting scents and flavors.
And, this afternoon… Goodbye Jesus, the velador (night watchman) at the posada from Saturday night until Sunday afternoon.
And, tonight…
With each day, there will be more despedidas (goodbyes) as I get closer to the end of this adventure.
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