After cleaning my flat and stashing a fresh Andrew Jackson in a Coca-Cola bottle for my gracious hosts, I secured my backpack, left the two sets of keys on the kitchen counter, and locked the doors behind me. There was no going back. I marched around the corner to a new café I’d just learned was minutes from my front door – Cucurucho – where I had … Continue reading Esfumarse (to vanish)
I’ve got less than 48 hours before I leave Mexico City and my motivation to wander outweighs my desire to write. And bonus, the weather here couldn’t be better: mid-70s, clear slight breeze. A jeans and t-shirt sort of deal. As I explore Roma Norte, however, I am the one under-dressed. Most everyone else has busted out scarves and puffy jackets. My guess is it’s … Continue reading Hasta Mi Próximo Corte de Pelo
I’ve spent the past few Christmases away from home. In 2015 I was working at Farm Sanctuary in Watkins Glen, NY, and in 2014 I was in Fez, Morocco. Shoot, I might have even been gone in 2013 too but frankly I don’t remember. This year I am in the Roma Norte neighborhood of Mexico City. I’m here on a solo writing retreat and have … Continue reading Christmas Day 30k
I started the shortest day of 2016 at my new favorite local joint—Fruta Editorial. Yesterday when I stopped in for a juice, the employees, Paulina and Arturo, insisted that at some point I try their chilaquitos, a breakfast bowl. Today I did, and chose the Cabra Verde: beans and fried tortilla as the base, then topped with onion, spinach, avocado, cilantro sauce, and goat cheese. … Continue reading Mexico City: Traditional Hand-Made Yummy
This trip I’ve blogged a lot less than usual. And truth be told, I’ve done a lot less wandering than I usually do when I travel. The last two weeks in Mexico City have fallen into a routine. I get up early and go for a run, grab a juice at a hip café/book store a block away, I write until 1pm, have beans and … Continue reading Es Como Un Sueño
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