Easing my way back to urban life in la Ciudad de México
10/09/2014 - 11/05/2014
I won't compare New York City and Mexico City, but in my Latin America travels so far, this city feels most like home.
Not surprisingly, the city has kept us busy. In addition to more Spanish classes, I've drowned myself in public transportation: autobúses, the metro and my feet make me feel at ease in this urban landscape. And then there's the vast cultural options. In the same week I went to the Ballet Folklorico and Lucha Libre. For those of you that don't know it, Lucha Libre is far afield from the ballet but can be just as graceful and entertaining. While these men and women - yes, women! - really take a beating, their athletic ability, acting and the audience participation make for an incredible show that has a tremendous cultural significance here in México. There is always a good vs. a bad theme and sometimes the bad guy wins. Which happened when we went and I thought I would learn a few new "special" Spanish words. Sadly, I never grasped the words people screamed before the phrase "¡tu madre!
The Ballet Folklorico took my breath away every time I saw it. We went in Guanajuato and for a mere 100 Pesos (barely 8.00 USD) was stunned by the music, costumes, and of course the dancing. While the price might seem low to us, the price is a bit steep for the majority of Mexicans but students, seniors and locals paid on a sliding scale making the audience more diverse than it was in Mexico City. I went twice in Mexico City at the famous opera house, Palacio de Bella Artes.
My friend Amy joined us in Mexico City for a few days, here we are in front of the Palacio de Bella Artes before seeing the Ballet Folklorico.
Aside from the cultural and public transportation experiences, I was happy to have a kitchen in which to cook. There are many fresh fruits and vegetables available in the streets and the markets. Nearly every day we brought fresh produce, cheese, eggs and other items from the food stand in front of the apartment where we stayed. The stand is run by family that greeted us every morning with a grand "buenos dias". And, since they are from Oaxaca, they supplied a great recipe and produce for one of my favorite dishes, chilaquiles!
Proudly representing the "Pollería de Oaxaqueña".