Celestial soil

To step on Puebla City is a transformative experience in itself – being immersed in a Colonial area with a capital “C” is the dream of any life-long urban dweller. Waking up to the songs and sounds of birds, the views of its clear kaleidoscopic, vivid skies and landscapes, and mystery personages setting up camp in its inviting cobbled streets served as daily conduit to the evidently beautiful architecture one never forgets  – supreme atmosphere that, here, can swallow us whole.

You might want to grab a chair, because I’m about to tell you a tale.

As the story goes, in the year of 1530 the bishop Julián Garcés had an enlightening dream in which a formation of seraphic angels took him to a magnificent open land with a crystal clear waterway right in the middle, and two more to each side. The field had all kinds of din insects, colorful, exotic flowers, and springs. The bishop cautiously observed how two of the winged seraphs outlined with strings the boundaries of what now a days is Puebla City.

Garcés woke up, and captivated in his early morning epiphany, narrated in detail his dream and lead an aggregation of Franciscan comrades to a place 5 leagues away from where he had slept the night before. Now known as Tlaxcala, it is precisely where he found the land he dreamed with, and is that exact place where Puebla was founded. According to the legend this is the reason why the city was called Puebla, ciudad de los angeles (city of angels).