I had a great time in Mexico this year. The first two days were kinda slow with just wandering around the city and visiting my grandmother. On the 16th we went to Valle de Bravo and Julian and I water skied. On the way back, we unfortunately did not find the toll road and took a much longer route. Instead of the 2 hours it took us to get there, it took us about 5 hours to get home and we also had to cross through all of Toluca.




The following day, Julian and I got up early and went running at CU. After the run, I layed on teh grass and read my book and got interrupted by some really rude guy, whom I pretended I didn’t speak Spanish to, so he would go away. We then talked about what to do next and decided to go to the MUAC- a new modern art museum. I really didn’t think it would be that far away, so I said we should walk there. LIttle did I know, it WAS a pretty long walk. We played around in a talc room and a red room and on some scales. The exhibits were pretty neat. We wanted to take the shuttle bus back to the car, but apparently the busses don’t run when students are on vacation, so we had to walk back yet again. On the way back to my grandmother’s house, we stopped at Flor de Lis for some tamales. I used to HATE tamales. We had to eat them at every family event, like first communions and I aways went hungry because I couldn’t ever eat them. These, however, I’ve decided I like. That night we went to Julina’s friends’t b-day party. She’s his age- 26 and already has a 10 year old sone- wow. I”m so glad that’s not me. The party was fun b/c Julian is not afraid to ask people to dance with his cousin. Before I knew it, it was 2:30 am.




On Saturday, we went to the Bazaar del Sabado and I had an awkward lunch with Sofia and the Canadian…. uggg. so awkward. We listened to the famous marimba players and I don’t think anyone bought anything, but it was fun to look at all of the amazing crafts they have there. That night we went to Vero and Ivan’s apartment and played charades. My aunt Leo played and she was hilarious trying to act out abortion.

On Sunday, I can’t remember what we did during the day, but at night we went to Maga’s friend’s house- Yoshiro. His house is the most beautiful house I’ve been in in Mexico. I played on the wii all night- it was great! We had to get up pretty early to go pick up my mom at the airport. After picking her up, we went to this terrible restaurant- 100% natural. On the way there my aunt got rear- ended by a mini van that did not have insurance, so that was a hassle. After dinner, Julian and I went to the parque hundido and roller bladed.

I decided to stay the night at my grandma’s house because Julian and I got up early and went to the zocalo to line up to skate on the ice rink there. We didn’t get a slot until 5pm, so we tried to do one of the itineraries in the Chilango magazine. Unfortunately the Mexican Medical History museum was closed, which we really wanted to see. We wandered around until it was time for us to skate. When we finally did, about 85% of the people skating had no idea how to. People were falling all over the place. I talked to one of the workers there b/c I wanted to find out more about their jobs and I found out the following: they make 1000 pesos every 2 weeks, they work 8 hours a day and get one meal provided, they can work as many or a few days as they want, they are provided with their uniforms. That night we got home and made a cake for Sofia and then went over there to celebrate her early b-day. The traffic on the way there was just terrible, but we eventually made it.
The following day, I went roller blading with my aunt at the parque ecologico de xochimilco. At night, I went with Maga to her friend Claduas house. It was a pretty uneventful day, but we were tired from the previous day’s activities.
The 24th- the long awaited xmas eve party…. well not really long awaited. Maga and I decided to stock up on alcohol, to releive ourselves from the boredom. I was able to bond with the Canadian a bit and Gras and Joseph got there. The last of the night is a bit of a blur… but we had to get up early the next day to hike the Ixta.
Fortunately on our way to our meeting point, the guide called us and told us he could not meet us until 930, so we decided to postpone until the next day. Instead, we went to xochmilco and ate quesadillas and then went to Tepozotlan. We wandered around a bit, Julian spilled coffee on himself- that was hilarous and then we hiked the mountain up to the pyramid. Joseph was DYING and I think he started to reconsider whether hiking the Ixta was a good idea. Strangely enough , when we got to one particular part, I vividly remembered hiking the mountain when I could not have been more than 4 or 5 years old. I remember how mad I was that I could not keep up with everyone else and how my mom had to stay back with me and we were the last ones up there. I think maybe that’s the first and last time I have been the last person up the mountain. hahhaa. Joseph looked rather despondent the entire day, like he missed Maga or something. He looked rather miserable and it was hard for me to be around him.
Saturday- Joseph decided to go to the spa with Maga and her family in stead of hiking the Ixta. The Ixta was amazingly difficult b/c the air is so thin there. My heart was beating soooo fast even before we started any hiking. I immediately felt terrible, but I kept going. We made it to the first alberge must faster than our guides had expected. I felt like we were going at a snail’s pace, compared to how I normally walk. We decided not to push to the summit because people who were on the way down said they had to get on all fours because the wind was so strong. Gras and I didn’t think the view would get any better, so we were also content to stay there and hike down and get home at a decent hour.
Sunday- we had to take Gras to the airport. Gras and I slept on the same twin air mattress in my grandma’s living room- it was pretty funny. After gras left, we went to a bull fight. It was my first, and probably last. It was sad and brutal, but interesting none the less and something I felt I needed to experience to complete my Mexico experience.
My mom’s b-day- the 28th; she turned 62- wow! We went to breakfast with my cousin, Fausto. Then he took us to the two places he works- nutrition and cardiology. After that, we went to Coyoacan to celebrate her b-day with the whole family. I ordered grasshopper tacos- they were far to condimented- seemed like they had poured a bottle of old bay on there. After the restaurant, I went with Maga to Claudia’s house again for a little mini party. I drove us home and we got stopped by the alcohol police. I was so relevied that I was able to pull away without jerking, since I didn’t drive stick ever.
The next day, Julian, Raul, and I went to the dentist. They only charged us 100 pesos for the cleaning- wow so cheap! After the cleaning, we ate and took a nap at a church in San Angel. Then we met Ivan and Vero for a party at their co-worker’s house. They had amazing tacos and boleros and the clown was not too funny. We had to leave early to go and visit with the Pipines- another part of my mom’s family. When we got there, maga was upset with me for leaving her with Joseph all day again. She complained about his boringness and monotoneness.
On the 30th, we went to Mallorca. This was challenge b/c we only had the 30th and the 31st to use up the passes for the YMCA and Joseph had no desire to go. So, I pawned him off on my mom- they went to Polanco- the ritzy area of Mexico City. We met up with them later and aand ate chicken at a park in the Condessa- my favorite part of the city. We then took him around the Zocalo to a carnival and stuff, but he looked bored the entire time.
On the 31st, we went to Vero’s job and had the strength in our legs tested. I have a 14% difference between my right and left hamstrings, which is cause for concern. YIKES. After that we sent Joseph off on his own on the Metro bus to go to the museum of anthropology. Sure enough, I got a passive aggressive message from him about the bus stop being in the wrong place on the map that we drew for him. Hey, we didn’t remember exactly where it was and we told him that. He should have asked if he didn’t see it after a few minutes, it’s not our fault that he waited 40 before asking someone. Julian and I had a great workout at Mallorca again and then went to the new years’ eve party. On the way, we had to get grapes- they were all out at walmart, so we had to pay 60 a kilo and got some of the last and worst ones at this stand on the street.
The next day, I had to get up to take my mom to the airport. I was so tired, I slept on the couch for essentially the rest of the day and then went to Yoshiro’s house with Maga at night. I played wii again and beat him at golf, but lost at tennis.
The next day, we left around 6am to got to Chiapas- Tuxtal Gutierrrez. It ended up taking a lot longer to get there than the internet had told us. 12 hours instead of 8. We found a hotel in Tuxtla and stayed there the night. The
The following day, we went to the Canyon de Sumidero and then to San Cristobal and spent the night in Ocosingo.
The following day, we went to Tonina and then to Agual azul. I really liked Tonina. I think it beats Tula, which had been my favorite ruins for a long time.
The next day, we went to Misol Ha and to the cave above it. Finally , we got to Palenque before heading home. The pool at the bottom of that waterfall seemed to be really really deep, but very beautiful. We got home at 4am from the trip.
On the 6th, we didn’t do much of anything but recover. We went over to tia Leo’s house for the rosca and tamales. I got the baby jesus. At 1am, we took Joseph to the airport. He seemed to be really hesitant to take a taxi- I’m not sure why…. so weird.
On the 7th, my last day, I met Julian at Chabacano metro and we went to Chapultepec to roller blade and run. Then we went to an exhibit on reforma. We got cast for some public service announcement commercial and then ran short on time, so we had to take pictures of each of the cartoons to read later. we made it over to near metro Chilpancingo for carnitas and then headed home to take me to the airport.