Back on the bus, west bound, we slowly edged towards the pacific. First into Leon. Which looked pretty built up and overdeveloped. Shame we weren't hanging around as Ricky 'shake de hips' Martin was preforming live at Stadio Leon. With the excitable Mexicans I would imagine the crowd will go nuts when it comes to shaking their thang!
We spent a day on foot. Walking to the historic downtown of Guadalajara, the oldest section of the city. Here the oldest buildings are located and a large number of beautiful squares with water fountains. Mercado Libertad, or Liberty Market to you and I, is Latin America's largest indoor market covering a area of 4000 metres sq, comprising of around 3000 stall traders. You could say a tourist's dream and nightmare, depending on your market point of view, all rounded into one true Mexican authentic shopping experience. A maze of everything you could ever need in wicker, oversized Jesus christ statues, gun holsters, sugar skull shaped sweets (ready to celebrate the day of the dead) and fluffy white bunny rabbits (worringly close to a fast food outlet).
Then we reached the butcher aisle. Every part of all sorts of animals hanging up, all sharing the air with the passing city traffic. All ready and waiting to be purchased and not a refrigerator to be seen. Seeing all the trotters, hanging heads and various unknown animal intestines didn’t really give us much of an appetite. "veggie" supper favoured that night!
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