Had a really interesting day today .. caught a collectivo with a Kiwi and English guy from the hostel to a small village just out of the town (San Juan Chamula), which has a large indigenous population. Many of the people here wear traditional outfits, woolen skirts for women and woolen coats on men are quite popular.
They practice a strange sort of catholicism which includes many traditional religious aspects. We went into the church and was greeted with quite a surreal scene. The church floor was covered in pine needles, except for spaces where people had laid out candles and were chanting, drinking alcohol and sacrificing the odd chicken. Around the walls were statues of religous figures, and interestingly John the Baptist takes centre stage (with Jesus relegated to his right hand side).
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| Outside the church |
After witnessing the chicken sacrafice I was feeling peckish, so we went and grabbed some tacos. Then wandered up to the cemetary. The graves don´t tell you when the person was born only the day they died, and each has a cross of a certain colour (white for young, black for old and blue for inbetween).
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