Our friends Nancy and Judy actually live outside of San Miguel in a tiny pueblito named Atotonilco. The church there is considered the “Sistine Chapel” of Mexico. We walked down the street from their house to an experience we could never have had on our own.
Judas’ kiss with the devil on his shoulder.
Native American cousins to the north.
The alters painted in gold leaf were spectacular.
Glittering in the light.
This chapel is a jewel that I am so glad I got a chance to see. Outside of the ruins of Palenque we stumbled upon an equally spectacular (but in a different way) site. When I visited Palenque in 1974, I went to a waterfalls. Not knowing the name or location, we went off on a drive of a lifetime and instead found Aqua Azul.
The water color was unbelievable.
Mini-Niagra Falls
We climbed and climbed.
Water was chilly. Still wish I had time for a swim.
What a spectacular trip we had. Each adventure leads to another. This week the Tortas will be moving into our last stop before our new home. It will be good to be settled at least for awhile. Until next week….
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