Ok, we were also led to believe that Ticul was the pottery capital of the world. That ALL of the pretty red-clay pottery was made here. So we looked, and found very little. Now, to Ticul's credit, this was probably squarely the fault of me and Ginger. We should have asked around, because apparently this is a cottage industry and families sit around making ceramic stuff in their gardens. We did stop at one place on the road going out of Ticul. We cleverly identified it as a ceramic production workshop. What tipped us off was all the ceramics in the yard, around the house, and the guys loading the truck with pieces apparently to be hauled to a larger city for sale. We didn't see anything we really liked a lot, but I did get this GREAT picture of Ginger inspecting a pot.
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