As I have mentioned before, I live in a somewhat noisy part of the city, in parts due to clubs, in other parts due to soccer fans.
When we went to stay by the beach in oaxaca, I was pretty sure that we would have blissful silence and deep country sleeps. I was mistaken.
What we experienced from our open-to-nature room, however, had us grumpily inserting earplugs at three in the morning:
Dogs barking at each other across the valley A cacophony of tropical birds, including one whose call sounded like "redrum, redrum!" Roosters. They do not crow just a sunrise. They sound off insane, urgent coocooricooos all night. A large lizard living in our roof beams that made three clicks in a row that sounded distinctly like someone tap-tap-tapping at the door. A new litter of yappy puppies down the hill. The odd, plaintive bleat of a goat.
This, added to the drowsy horns of classic mexican radio music deep into the night.
