Hierve El Agua was an adventure and we saw more of the real Mexico for the first time. We slept-in and missed the direct bus so we had to catch the second-class bus to Mitla then wait for a collectivo. Eventually when the collectivo did show up, we had to find another two passengers. As a result, we managed to get a mini tour of Mitla that included observing a funeral procession, while the driver periodically yelled ‘Hierve El Agua’.
When we reached the top of the first Mountain I thought we’d finally arrived, but no. Fortunately, the return bus was much more straightforward, even if there was an insane bus driver at the wheel. After a bus, waiting for the collectivo and driving a bumpy dirt road we finally arrived and all the effort and unsureness was totally worth it.