Remember my last post? About us getting married? You may have noted that we got married in Mexico City. Ergo, we must have travelled to Mexico City. So, why was there no post about that trip? Well, first of all, it was a quick, hurried, busy work trip; not great blog material. Second of all, I usually tend to see trips home as, well, not real travel, and so I kind of forget to write about them.
What was there to love?
- Being able to stay at a historical building smack in the middle of the old historic centre.
- Exploring the historic centre at night. It's changed so much! And now one of the main streets has been pedestrianised, giving the place new life. It really is a beautiful area to explore, and explore we did. If you're into architecture, you shouldn't miss it, and I'm sure you'll keep coming back to the Casa de los Azulejos.
- Basic, simple, popular Mexican food. Before I flew back to Toronto, I had breakfast at the Mercado de Coyoacán, with family. Wow, I had the best maize quesadillas (vegan ones, without cheese, of course) with flor de calabaza (squash blossom; yes, it's edible, and delicious!), huitlacoche (corn smut; another difficult to appreciate delicacy) and button mushrooms. All accompanied by a sweet and warm café de olla.
- Obviously, that my city is the most progressive city in the country, with civil marriage open to all. (and no witnesses required!) No easy feat, given the opposition of the church in Mexico to equality!
What I disliked:
- Traffic. Man, getting anywhere by car is such a chore! Plain disgusting.
- That Mexican food beyond basic, popular stuff is pretty vegan-unfriendly. It seems we need to put cheese, bacon, ham, chicken or whichever animal products in every single dish!
- Oh, and what on earth is a ginormous scientology temple doing downtown? I guess Xenu must love Mexico City! Shame on us.
Did you note how I didn't list dodging bullets, avoiding drug cartels and trying to remain unbeheaded as things I disliked? Sure, as in many big cities, you have to pay attention not to wander into certain neighbourhoods, nor flash obviously valuable items around, but I could hardly cite those as reasons for not visiting. So, like I would any other place I visited, here's the advice: do not miss a trip to Mexico City, even a very short one; arm yourself with patience, and with a small Spanish vocabulary if possible, take a bit of common sense, and enjoy my home, a metropolitan area of 20 million people, apparently more museums than any other, countless theatres, street markets, and simply delicious food.