San Cristóbal – the Taurus​ of Mexico

San Cristóbal de las Casas is a small city in the south of Mexico. A magical place! Why? You can read in the following!

San cristóbal de las Casas – a city that…

…beds you softly in the middle of the Sierra Madre de Chiapas and lets you calm down immediately just as a Taurus would. Then makes you feel like it is the only place in the world framed by mountains sealed off and far away from stress and danger – a feeling of security that only the Taurus can convey that well.

San Cristóbal de las Casas (the Taurus of Mexico)

…welcomes you so warmly and kindly that you spend hours and hours in the numerous cozy cafés and shops. Also in the numerous sweet alleys. Consequently, you wander around aimlessly under the warm sun in the cool mountainous breeze because nobody can seduce to laziness as effectively as the Taurus.

sweet, little shops in San Cristóbal de las Casas
in the streets of San Cristóbal de las Casas

…lets you drink and eat a little bit more than you probably should because enjoyment with all your senses becomes the highest priority as soon as you touch the ground of San Cristóbal and who is more sensual than the Taurus.

…lets you meet a lot of people due to how easy and comfortable communication suddenly feels. Because San Cristóbal invites you to be as sociable as the Taurus.

tells you a lot and so vividly about the traditions and myths of the Mayan inhabitants in the numerous museums as well as on the streets. Since who carries his anchored core as consistently and persistently over centuries and into the future as the Taurus.

If San Cristóbal were a living creature…

…then it would be a chubby, fleshy giantess, who would understand how to embrace you with her warm regard as well as with her calm, melodic and deep voice. She would carry a kangaroo bag around her waist while all the renegades of the world would bustle in it, seeking for safety, tranquility, and peace. Also, her legs would be rooted deep into the earth and the earth around her would be overgrown with weed. Furthermore, she would smoke a joint at all times. When she would exhale a huge cloud would float over the earth and draw through all the lungs and minds until everyone would feel like they are a piece of butter that melts in the sun. 

Or this little fellow:

street art in San Cristóbal de las Casas of a panda smoking a joint

Attention:

It gets cold at night!!!

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