The quietness of the the three pubelos I visited there seen through the changing weather (hail, rain, snow and then sun) made for a beautiful trip. One of the most interesting things from this trip was seeing how bread was delivered in one of the pueblos. A man who baked bread in the morning drives his van to the center of the city while honking his horn for long durations. Eventually, he parks his van and down come the locals to purchase their loaves of bread for the week!
Nothing else!
