September 18, 2006 — Mazamitla had quite a few souvenir-type stores. You had to look at a lot of cutesy stuff to find good things, but they were there. If I often served salad to a dozen people, I would have bought a beautiful wooden turned bowl, but I passed on that. My best find was a 35-peso foot massager. After I paid for it, the woman who ran the shop let me take her picture:
Once home, I laid out my purchases on our indoor dining table: a huge bottle of homemade pickles, the foot massager, and a couple of wooden spoons. The table, by the way, is made of pieces of marble. My mother probably turned over in her grave when I bought the pickles, as who knows just how they were preserved!
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hola, yo soy de esta hermosa ciudad y cuando veo en internet, como ha cresido no reconosco, todo esta tan diferente y hermoso,hace 20 anos que yo, vine a vivir a Italia.
Si, es muy hermoso!