At Casa Cid de Leon, every object has its own name, its own space, its own air.
Angels seem to fly about and dolls are about to wake up. Even light has its own niche, shadows their own legacy. One feels so at home. How can you leave without feeling sad? You look foward to returning.

These words were written in our guest book by Maria Raquel Olvera of Mexico City, who was so taken by our historic home (in the heart of Oaxaca City) that she has returned time after time.