Every week’s end we travel to nearby towns and a place we keep returning to is Malinalco. It is only a 45 min drive from where we live in Central Mexico and getting there is a magically beautiful ride.
She is majestically perched within a narrow valley, surrounded by ancient myths of witchcraft, pyramids where aztec warriors were celebrated, cave paintings of dancing devils, amazing little bars, wonderful Napoletano style pizza (a hard find in Mexico!) and a plethora of interesting people from all over the world.
Elite from Mexico City, French archeologists, anthropology students, Italian chefs, Argentine musicians, Belgian farmers, Colombian artists and surprisingly few American tourists (being an American myself I selfishly enjoy this aspect) all make their way there.
This cultural mash of interesting, mostly with a creative bent, people have created a close knit, beautiful almost commune-like community where I totally want to live.
I’m starting to work with an excellent wood carver there, he makes the most divine little things out of heart of cedar. Such a cryin’ shame I’ll have to keep coming back to Malinalco on such a regular basis to see the town and buy his things, I might just have to move there and be done with it!