La Casita Del Patio Verde Mexico City
Callejon de la Escondida # 41 Mexico City, Central Mexico and Gulf Coast, 04000, Mexico
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City of Culture, Churches, Synagogues & Streetlife
... murals, and then went to find the market, Mercado Abelardo Rodríguez. What a great market inside a gorgeous old building, again with murals, seemingly quite the fashion of decor at the time. The Mexican markets have been really quite impressive and reminiscent of our favourite Bolivian markets. We bought some fruit from one stall and sat and ate fruit salad with yoghurt, granola and honey at another. These markets, to us, are attractions that we seek out to explore and photograph, ...
Shaken But Not Stirred
... what they said but their actions spoke volumes and they just shrugged their shoulders. Personally I was left with a feeling of elation and uncertainty. At its worse It felt like I was on an Alton Towers rollercoaster and as it did not last that long I was left with the sense of being cheated. The uncertainty came from the reaction of the locals that headed for the street, and there were many; maybe my own ignorance was a blessing on this occassion.
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Margaritas and Fajitas
... before I'd even landed on Mexican soil. It seems that most people I've spoken to mention Mexico with a tremble in their voice and have a host of stories to tell about shootings, thievery, kidnappings and gang warfare. I know alot of this goes on there, but I want to think of Mexico as a happy place, full of sombrero-clad, moustached men soulfully singing with guitars and maracas. A country of margaritas and fajitas, cacti and Corona. Without ...
Tacos, Tequila and .........buses!!
... after sunset before heading back to the hostel, we had exchanged travel plans and decided to travel together the next morning to Belize.
The best meal was yet to come, a local Mexican restaurant with the most delicious Tacos of all different varieties; pork, chicken, beef, corn or flour tortillas, with/without cheese, small or large, the list goes on. The fact that the restaurant was so busy we had to wait to be seated could only mean good ...
Return To The Capital
... to spend each of my next three nights in Mexico City. It was lashing it down. I sat sipping a Pacifico as the storm raged around me. Thankfully, the bar was covered by a tent, the sides of which were down, largely obscuring the view over the city but protecting the three or four people in the bar from the worst of the rain. With the wind whipping at the canvas, and the lightning occasionally illuminating the sky, the setting was a dramatic one, if not entirely conducive to writing ...



