Holiday Inn Santiago Tianguistenco
Travel Blogs from Santiago Tianguistenco
La Semana Primera
The days leading up to my Summer Sabbatical were wicked busy and also wicked fun. I'd hosted a Hasta Luego shindig at mi casa and had a fabulous time enjoying some good food with great friends. And, I had a lovely dinner with my family and got to go to see Harry Potter with my nephew Connor in 3D at the Imax - my first 3D movie!
It was incredible how things tied up for me in the weeks before my departure. Finished floors after a flood, knowing I'd be keeping my home ...
Feldforschungstagebuch XIX
... Gespräch mit einer Pädagogin, wird mir einmal mehr klar, der ganze Diskurs dreht sich um Aufklärung und Justiz. Warum denkt keiner daran, eventuell mit Prävention zu beginnen? Warum gibt es keine bildungspolitischen Bemühungen, schon im Vorfeld zu verhindern, dass solche Taten überhaupt begangen werden. Und warum hat hier auch die Wissenschaft einen total blinden Fleck??
Am Samstag dann das letzte Treffen mit meiner Betreuerin aus Wien, bevor diese wieder ...
Teotenango Pyramid
27 kilometers from Toluca centro to Tenango de Arista
After two days off-line, we used the wifi at Coffee & Leche over a hot breakfast before heading down highway 55, due south, toward Taxco. We had been debating going to Taxco and old silver mining town (not to be missed according to the guidebooks) or cut off to the east at Tenango and getting to Cuernavaca sooner. ...
Paseo de La Reforma
... for a snack and continued up to La Reforma, then saw a Fake bull on a bench and decided to take a few photos. Whilst standing up, I used the bull as a grip to get up and put my hand through its leg. Needless to say, we didn’t sit around and take photos of that.
Walking quickly up the road, we reached The Angel, or officially named, El Ángel de la Independencia, The Angel of Independence. It’s an infamous statue in the middle ...
Trotsky and Teotihuican
... him in anymore, so his buddy Diego Rivera lobbied the President to let him into Mexico. Mexico was a strange choice for somebody trying to avoid political assassination, but Trotsky was desperate.
So Diego and his wife Frida Kahlo moved out of the house in Coyoacon, a village back then but a neighborhood in the southern part of Mexico City now, so Trotsky could move in. It´s called the Casa Azul, and that´s where I went ...