How A Radish Festival In Oaxaca Made Me Feel Like A Mexican
“Oye chica! Tenga aca. Te invitamos!” Someone was calling to me as I walked by a makeshift tent on the side of the street in Oaxaca’s old center. Curious, I joined the speaker, a young Mexican man, as well as a few others, underneath their tent. They had set up [...]
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