Mexico - Thoughts, facts, feelings, trip notes

The city from the plane is amazing: this city is boundless, its hug unique.

Being stopped at the airport because my face doesn't look like the picture in the passport. It took me 5 minutes and 3 documents to convince the guards that yes, the guy in the picture was actually me!

Being used to Ryanair, KLM and AirFrance are heaven: something to eat or drink almost every hour, videogame and movies and everything you want. Super cosy travel.

 OK, Mexico: let’s get started!

Approach to overcome linguist barrier in Mexico:

·        - first start with something that sounds enough Spanish.

·        - Then go with Italian.

·        - Then Spanian, or Italish.

·        - No understading yet? No problem, you still have French,  

      - English

·        - and then a purposeful body language.

·    If that doesn't work too... well.. just try to use some creative periphrasis to overcome the problem. Most of the time it won't work anyway, and you will wish any sort of dictionary.

The food and the Mexican. After having spent an evening eating pretty much everything in the Movida at Coyoacan (artistic candy floss, icecream, corncob with sauces, spicy sauces with potatoes, churros, and I am sure I am forgetting something...), around 10pm my friends want to go for dinner. For dinner. Really guys??

Epic moment with my Hermano Rodrigo: singing like crazy, loudly, lustily, italian hardcore hip hop songs while driving on the 'Periferico' of Mexico city, with the windows down and the music pumping the hell out of the car. La Famiglia, Huga Flames, Turi... echoes from a far past that clearly sounds in the present! Awesome.

In a supermarket I saw a cop with a gun. A double shotgun, like the one in the movie. In a supermarket. Unbelievable.

Drinking coffee in Palenque, served by a 12 or 13 years old. The coffee, very long, was ok, even though it came with a sugar infested by mosquitos inside (pics!). The girl was very nice, we smiled at each other a couple of time, as an homage at her clumsiness: she forgot the coffee machine on (basically it was burning) and it took her a lifetime to remember how to prepare it.. fortunately the mother was just in the back room - probably watching something on the television- just screaming at her a couple of time.

.If you look closely, you will see insects in the sugar. A lot. I took it bitter.

I like bakeries in Merida. You enter, you take a tray and put some breads, brioches, whatever is exposed in the windows. You go at the desk, smile at the young bored girl (when she stops playing with her cellphone), pay, and then you realize that is super cheap. Cool! I did a couple of dinners like that.

At the airport in Palenque the hostess at the desk was not speaking in English. Neither at the reception at the hotel. Come on, ladies! At least a few basic, work-related words. Vamos!

Super cool artistic candy floss eaten by Gloria (with Rodrigo stealing puffy clouds her eand there)!

 Could the breakdance picture miss? Only a freeze of Oleg is missing in the picture!