
On Saturday we went to the Calle de dulces or candy street. There were lots of stores with traditional Puebla candy.
The one for tje picture above was so bad I spit it out the second the picture was taken. It tasted like an almond joy. Gross. Jeff moved it. He was eating a chocolate covered fig which was delicious

There was a lot to try. The above was made out of sweet potato and really good.

Between free samples and what we bought we had a major sugar rush.

This cute mini tamale had some tamirand goo that was sweet, salty and spicy all at once.

We ate a lot of what we bought but then I put some in my purse for later.

Here’s Jeff comteplating the bullet holes in the building behind him. Or he was thinking about more candy. This is where the Mexican revolution started in 1910.

After Candy Street we went to the tunnels of Puebla. They were constructed in the 1600’s as an aquaduct to bring drinking water to the center of town six miles away.
We walked through then for about ten minutes and there were stairs to exit. I said to Jeff, “That’s perfect. Just enough tunnels.

Unfortunately, when we got to street level a gentleman directed us across the street where the tunnels continued. That was too much tunnel.
It didn’t help that the tunnels closed at 4pm and it was 3:45. I imagined them closing the tunnels and not realizing we were down there. It would have been a night in the tunnels with only tamirand goo and an almond joy. But we made it out in time.
We came out at a a park with this view and sign

Hmmm, you need a commission from the Puebla tourist board đđ¤Š
It’s hard to take a bad picture in Puebla.
I love the phrase âtoo much tunnelsâ. Thatâs so next level!
Ha. After five minutes it was too much tunnel.
Iâm so glad yâall didnât get trapped in the tunnel overnightđ˛
It would have been for sure too much tunnels.