Veracruz, Mexico

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We flew over Mexico's Copper Canyon on the way to Mexico city.





We felt like we'd stepped into Gulliver's Travels in D.F.'s domestic terminal. Lilliputian Nadia poses beside a potted plant.





We changed planes there for Veracruz.





It was the Day of the Dead, Mexico's true spiritual holiday.





Things were hopping on the plaza.





Dancing in front of the Palacio Municipal.













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