In San Cristobal and its surroundings, Chiapas, Mexico

Hi friends! I am in Mexico, in Oaxaca, where I arrived after a few days in San Cristobal de las Casas, the beautiful city in Chiapas known for having been occupied in 1994 by the Zapatista Army of Liberation national (EZLN). The occupation took place on the day that started the catastrophic economic agreement NAFTA with the United States, which would in effect, already after a short time, brought even more misery for the poor and the indigenous in Mexico.
After several armed clashes with the Mexican army and some agreements with the government (almost never respected by the latter), the EZLN announced the abandonment of armed struggle except in a strictly defensive way. They invited all revolutionary movements of the left in the world to unite in solidarity and work together to resist neoliberalism, as stated in their last official statement, on June 2005, the Sixth Declaration of the Lacandon Jungle .
Some municipalities in Chiapas are under their control.
Anyway, Chiapas is amazing, and San Cristobal charming, with its narrow cobbled streets between colorful houses, the colonial churches, and the indigenous women in colorful dresses carrying their children on the shoulder.
Now I am in Oaxaca, another beautiful city, where I was already fifteen years ago, but I don’t remember much. I met a friend of my city (Benevento), Ketty, and her mate, Gianluca.

 

Last photos of Guatemala, in the Chichicas market, near Lake Atitlan.

 

Mother and sons.

 

People.

 

On the steps of the church.

 

Woman.

 

Market colors.

 

And here in Chiapas, in San Cristobal de las Casas. The city is situated at 2200 meters altitude and is surrounded by mountains.

 

Woman with son.

 

Girls.

 

Often in Chiapas people don’t like being photographed, such as this sprightly old lady who took it particularly badly.

 

A street of San Cristobal.

 

Chickens in the market.

 

Woman at market.

 

Gentlemen dressed in a very particular way in Tenejapa, one of the villages around San Cristobal.

 

I went with two Italian guys, and shortly after a strange guy wanted to guide us. Here insists on having a tip, no one knows why, and indifferent to the protests and wonder of the guys.

 

People in Tenejapa.

 

Family.

 

Little boys.

 

Women.

 

Sister and brother, always in Tenejapa.

 

Again in San Cristobal, a little girl at the market.

 

Woman.

 

The streets are full of cute little girls selling souvenirs. From this one I bought a subcomandante Marcos pen-shaped.

 

Girl selling zebras.

 

Other little girls.

 

Next time I’ll put some photos of San Juan Chamula, a village near San Cristobal, and those of Oaxaca.
Hasta luego! :-)

I answer the comment.
Hi Kaliopi! My camera is Canon 450d. At the end is nothing of special, it is not even considered semi-pro, but just amateur, and now is 4 years old.
I use 2 lens: Canon 28-135 and Sigma 10-20.
I’m shooting in RAW that gives more flexibility in the post-processing. And of course I use a little of Photoshop, especially for contrast and sharpening.
Let me know if you need more info.
Thank you, kisses… I hope to meet you again somewhere! :-)

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