Taxco Day Trip & Silver Workshop from Mexico City

4.04

(28 reviews)

What’s the experience like?

We were already halfway to Taxco when the guide slowed down in Cuernavaca—he called it the “City of Eternal Spring,” and honestly, you could feel it in the air. Warm but not hot, with that faint smell of jacaranda everywhere. We wandered into the old cathedral, sunlight slanting through the open doors, and he pointed out these faded 16th-century murals I’d have missed on my own. Someone was selling tamarind candies outside; I grabbed a few for the road.

The drive up to Taxco got twisty—mountains all around, and then suddenly there it was: white houses stacked up the hillside, red roofs catching the afternoon light. Our guide led us straight to Santa Prisca Church, which looked almost too ornate for such a small town. Inside, gold everywhere, but what stuck with me was how quiet it felt compared to Mexico City. He told us stories about miners and silver barons—some of them sounded half-true, but that made it better.

Later we ducked into a silver workshop where they still hammer everything by hand. The owner showed us how they shape those tiny filigree earrings (I bought a pair for my sister), and then someone poured mezcal into little clay cups—smoky and sharp, way better than what I’d tried before. We had some free time after that; I just wandered those steep cobblestone streets until my legs hurt. On the ride back, I kept thinking about that view over Taxco at sunset—honestly, I still do.