Camino Real Aeropuerto
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- Drycleaning onsite
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- Minbar in room
- Reduced mobility rooms
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... task that could wait until another day. That is our (my) comfort zone. It was hard to let it go and even now as I type this on a keyboard my fingers canīt recognize, I long for my work computer that is so familiar...and even comforting. So, off to a plane and bus I went to try to remember and find that spirit that I felt had left me.
My adventure started off with discovery. My father had a daughter that he hadn't seen or spoken to in nearly 50 years. ...
... new information, I was not able to share - until now!
The night of the 2nd January I arrived in Mexiko DF. The following morning my friend and study colleague Stefanie would arrive, but for the first night, I would be by myself. No worries, I thought, all the stories they told you about Mexiko would be totally overstreched. Trusting my common sense, I got a ride with 3 mexicans I met on the airplane and I had very ...
... Mexican couple in their early 30s (this was normal and happen to locals throughout the Neal as it was busy) who didn't speak any English. The waiters didn't speak any English either so we just pointed at the food the couple had and then gestured that we would have the same. We then had fun trying different tacos with the couple using animal noises to figure out what we were eating. The kitchen was in full ...
... find some of my genetic roots, I am still more of a foreigner. Why? I go out in service with sunglasses, a straw hat and a camera in my bag (obvious tourist signs) AND even though I'm all prepared to face the sun, I still get heatstroke and faint in the middle of the sidewalk. That is called "Extreme Witnessing" I probably got a concussion, a twisted ankle and a bruised ego. Oh well, besides that, I'm good and still facing the sun, but with a gatorade in my hand!
... the North of the country, forcing me to move from my original placement. This image of Mexico has, consequently, been etched into the minds of my parents and every time the word "Mexico" is said, I see the instant frowns spread across their faces. Not happy. Oops.
This is one of the reasons why I will be writing and updating this blog as often as I can, to reassure my loved ones that all is well, and that my tan is coming along ...