One of the wonderful things about travel is that it can really push your boundaries. In Oaxaca I've had the chance to face one of my fears which is of being underground. I'm a bit of a claustrophobe, and additionally I'm made terribly nervous by the idea of tons of rock over my head. (I suppose it's only natural, really!)
However, I haven't been about to let a little fear stop me from trying new things, so I have been jumping into tombs left and right! I went into two shallow ones in Zaachila, and two fairly extensive ones in Mitla.
I won't lie; crawling through damp rock tunnels and breathing stuffy hot air was still unpleasant. I don't think I'll take up spelunking any time soon! However, my desire to see the beautiful wall carvings in the tombs was a good incentive to go underground when otherwise I would have completely avoided doing so. Thanks to traveling in Oaxaca I've been able to face a long-time fear. What a wonderful way to mix it up!