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My Weekend Getaway: Day 1 Tlaxcala-Atlixco

I’m writing this while lying in my bed, wrapped in a blanket at 13 degrees Celsius, listening to the rain, and looking over three hundred images I’ve shot.

Yeay, I’m on my trip again. But this trip feels so different. It had been four long years since I last ventured out of my comfort zone and embarked on a solo trip, and I did it again this week.

So, since it is just 3 hours from Mexico City, I went to a city that seemed to not exist — Tlaxcala. Actually, this is not my first time visiting this place; it would be my third time going there.

I made my way to Terminal Auto’s TAPO. With an air of excitement, I bought a ticket that would lead me directly to Terminal Tlaxcala. If you need a guide to get there, you can head over to the Tlaxcala Travel Guide. The bus ride was an experience in itself, winding through picturesque landscapes, passing villages, and witnessing the breathtaking beauty of the suburbs of Mexico.

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After an immersive journey that took around two and a half hours, I finally arrived at the Terminal in Tlaxcala. With a grayish sky and a bit of drizzle, I found myself taking a leisurely walk through the enchanting Zocalo Tlaxcala, the heart of the city. The charming cobblestone streets and colonial-style buildings told stories of a bygone era, leaving me feeling like I had stepped back in time.

The next day, I set my sights on Atlixco, another city not too far away from Tlaxcala. As I arrived, I was instantly captivated by its vibrant ambiance, a stark contrast to the quiet beauty of Tlaxcala. Atlixco’s Centro was a haven for tourists, and I couldn’t help but fall in love with the place. The streets were adorned with mesmerizing murals that depicted the rich cultural heritage of the region, and the buildings showcased vibrant colors, radiating warmth and joy.

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