Among the lesser known results of the pandemic is the cancellation of any flight from Oaxaca that departs at a reasonable hour and still allows you to get to the east coast on the same day. So the loyal Manriquez was waiting for us at 4:30 AM for our 6 AM flight to Mexico City. From there, it went like clockwork. Manageable layover; short flight; ride waiting at Newark; and home by 6 PM.
Another great trip. Now we can contemplate the important question: do we add a few days in 1) Ocotlan or 2) San Agustin or 3) strike out into the unknown for the Mixteca west of the Zapotec areas? Problems, problems!