En Ciudad de México, Mexico city perros!!! 😍😛 Esta es una de las primeras fotos que me tomé y a la cual he titulado "el factor chile”. Resulta que apenas bajé del avión me dije “órale, pues ahora vamos a comer unos tacos bien bien buenos buenootes”, pero la vida me tenía reservada una sorpresa, mejor dicho otra, porque a mí siempre me pasan cosas.
Por qué será? 😒
Así pues, empecé a caminar por las taquerías del Zócalo hasta encontrar a estos dos chicos carismáticos. Todo andaba bien, pero cuando ellos me preguntaron qué salsas quería, yo respondí “todas”. Entonces ¿“todas”?. Sí. Y es que yo estaba convencida que eran cremas de colores!!! Pero no, nada de eso, porque le habían puesto cuatro tipos de chile y además el ha-ba-ne-ro. 😂😂
A partir de allí solo recuerdo que empecé a llorar inflamada y espiritualmente, tanto que mi pobre lenguita era una brasa viva, el mismo nervio del fuego. Por supuesto, traté de buscar donde vendieran agua embotellada, pero señores, el diablo es puerco y no encontraba ninguna tienda en ese momento! En mi desesperación ya entrando en la magia del enchilamiento, pensé incluso en buscar una pileta para encontrar allí el sosiego que necesitaba mi alma... Y esa fue mi bienvenida. Viva México! 😂😂😂 #mexico#mexicocity#zocalo#zocalocdmx#taqueria#tacos#chilehabanero#spicy#spicyfood#anecdotas#stories#mochilera#backpackers#backpackerstory#diariodeviaje#viajandoporelmundo#travelingalone#travel#travelblogger#travelphotography#porquemepasaestoami
color me impressed! this is a ceiling in a 1893 hotel right on Zocalo square. No filters, no editing, purely just an attempt to capture some long-gone workmen’s delicate attention to detail. We aren’t staying here but the doormen let us in to stare slack-jawed at the ceiling. #cuidaddemexico#CDMX#zocalo#zocalocdmx#granhotel#vacay
What a trip! Mexico City is amazing. Played a sold out show with @ward.band on Saturday night! Ate delicious food everyday. Met some wonderful people that made me feel welcome. It was fantastic. Now I just gotta learn español!
Special shout out to Ward and Mauricio for really putting in some work to make this trip happen!
CDMX Week #2 - After a couple of rainy days that kept us inside our AirBnB, we jumped back on the slow travel train to spent part of last week digging further into Mexico City’s history from visiting the historic center (El “Centro”) where the construction of modern Mexico City started in the 16th century. .
Some highlights: - Templo Mayor (a UNESCO World Heritage Site) remained buried under the city for centuries until it got excavated (in the late 20th century). This place marked the very center of the Aztec world.
- The name Mexico come from the name Mexica which were the people that were ruling the Aztec empire back in 14th century.
- The Inquisition that took place in Mexico City (at the Palace of the Inquisition) was “pretty boring” (and apparently very inefficient) as less than 50 people ended up being executed.
- Verses of “La Cucaracha” during the Mexican Revolution made strong reference to Mexico’s 35th president, describing him as a cockroach who cannot walk because he could not smoke marijuana anymore.
We also visited some key places of the historic center including:
- Palacio de Bella Artes - The most photographed monument in Mexico City! Also a popular place to see ballet. We’ve got our ticket and we will be watching in a few weeks!
- Barrio Chino (Chinatown) - Because every city has a China Town we had to check that one out! This is probably the shortest Chinatown I’ve seen. We’ve been told Chinese people don’t leave here :-) .
- Templo Mayor
- Santa Domingo Square
- Quinceañera (street)
- Teatro de la Cuidad
- Camara De Diputados
- Museo Nacional De Arte
- Post Office
- Palace of Bella Artes
- Barrio Chino (Chinatown Gate)
- Pastelería Ideal
(Palace in Graffiti- Part 2.) full post at joshovaswitness.com. Este ciudad tiene un ritimo. This city has a rhythm. That's what I remember thinking my first few days in Mexico City, back in May. As I am I writing this in Mexico Parque, I hear the sounds of some evening drums beating outward.
The heart beat of the Earth personified and extending outward w/ fervent rhythm. With purpose and clarity. These are drums of calling. They are beating to our hearts, keep the pace they say. They are drums for the journey.
The reason for so much inner turmoil stemmed from almost every part of my life in Texas. From the govt to the flat and monotonous landscape. The heat. The taxing job. The superficiality. The oppressive superiority of politicians, pompous Christians, family members, religious officials, people who have never even left the fucking country.
I may come to tire of Mexico City and/or run out of $ before I publish my first book. But it’s the kindness, hospitality, incredible although disparate exchange rate, and every day is an adventure. But here in this complicated colonial city- I have not seen one fight or felt unsafe since once. There are police officers on every corner near the more affluent areas of town.
Mexico City is alive and life is what keeps calling us all forward as a species, a planet, as a human being.
I've seen people dying in small Texas and southern towns. Dimming down their own brilliance, to keep the peace for others. I did that too for a long time to make self-absorbed assholes happy. I’m so glad I broke free to be who I truly am.
I am an air sign. I am not the lungs but I am the air that blows through them. The wind, my companion, my sign, my essence. It's time for an ancient and alive air to blow through me. I welcome it now. Bienviendo a Mexico. Bienviendo to the living.