Journey Jotters

Bitten by the travel bug

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Chapel at the Parraquia San Juan Bautista, Coyoacan

We spent a full day in Coyoacan, the first half at the Frida Kahlo Museum and the second half just exploring Coyoacan. A Nahuatl word meaning “place of coyotes”, Coyoacan was the first Spanish settlement of Hernan Cortes. He is believed to have attacked and decimated the mighty Aztecs from this settlement and made Coyoacan the first capital of New Spain. The coyote symbolism is repeated in many places across this city.

The whole neighborhood, located south of central Mexico City, is filled with narrow streets that are quiet and tree-lined. We walked some in the morning before visiting Casa Azul. Following our visit, we first made our way to Cafe El jarocho, which has been in the neighborhood since 1953. Our plan was to get our first taste of the Cafe de Olla, a spiced Mexican coffee. Now I am not typically a fan of black coffee but this one made me a believer. Steeped in coffee, cinnamon, and raw dark sugar, it had enough taste to make it a winner. I thought I smelled vanilla as well but I couldn’t be sure.

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Cafe de olla

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Cafe El jarocho, Coyoacan

With a couple of cups of the Cafe de Olla in our hands, we strolled across the street to the benches along the sidewalk, enjoying our coffee as well as some people watching. There were shops of all kinds and there was a steady stream of visitors. After researching some local restaurants, we chose one called Aura Vegana, which was a little walk away from the central area. but the weather was pleasant and again the streets were dappled in shadows.

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Aura Vegana, Coyoacan

A health food restaurant, it was quite small with just a couple of tables. There was a single waitress and beyond our table, we could see a chef cooking in the small kitchen. We ordered tagliatelle, fried rice, and a noodle dish. The portions were larger than we expected. While very healthy, the dishes tasted bland to our palate. But perhaps, we should have expected that from a health food restaurant, to begin with

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Noodles at Aura Vegana

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Fried rice at Aura Vegana

To walk off our lunch, we first went to the Mercado de Coyoacan, where all kinds of stores coexist. No matter what one is searching for, from fruits, vegetables and meats to food stalls to handicrafts, clothes, toys, and gifts, this market has something for everyone. We spent some time here, just enjoying the maze of shops and let our senses be assaulted by the colors, the aromas, the sights and sounds of the shopkeepers and customers. We bought some mugs as souvenirs, before leaving the market.

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Mercado de Coyoacan

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Mercado de Coyoacan

From here, we walked south along Ignacio Allende until we reached Plaza Hidalgo. This is the historic center of Coyoacan. It has the Municipal House on one side, also known as the House of Cortes, although this structure was constructed at a later date. We sat on the steps of the bandstand debating if we should attend the Lucha Libre, as the sun slowly marched across the sky. The afternoon was pleasant and there wasn’t much of a crowd.

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Coyotes everywhere

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Bandstand at Plaza Hidalgo

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Municipal House

Eventually, we made our way across the park to the Parraquia San Juan Bautista. One of the oldest churches in Mexico City, its construction was begun under the auspices of Hernan Cortes in 1527. Built over the former school for Aztec noble children, the outer entrance belies the beauty of its magnificent interiors. The baroque chapel, the exquisite paintings on the ceilings and the splendor of the church took us by surprise.

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San Juan Bautista Church

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Interiors of San Juan Bautista Church

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Ceiling at San Juan Bautista Church

Outside once again, we made our way to the Mercado Artesenal, the local handicrafts market. Colorful clothing warred with toys and treasures of all kinds here. From wood to glass to leather to cotton and everything in between, we jumped from store to store taking it all in. We bought some Mexican style dresses for us girls while the buys window shopped.

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More coyotes, Mercado Artesenal

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Handicrafts Market

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Mercado Artesenal, Coyoacan

By now, we were ready to head back home. Just outside the market was a cart selling Elote or corn. They had the grilled corn slathered with mayonnaise and white cheese. And the corn kernels that were spiced. We ordered both kinds and enjoyed them, standing on the street corner, waiting for our Uber taxi to show up.

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Elote stand

Our original plan had been to finish the Frida Kahlo museum, tour Coyoacan and then visit Xochimilco, the warren of canals that is crisscrossed by colorful boats called trajineras. The canals grant access to the floating gardens or chinampas, an innovative method of agriculture, unique to this area.  Visiting the canals would have meant skipping a tour of Coyoacan and missing the Lucha Libre, so we decided to make it a quiet afternoon and skipped the Xochimilco experience altogether. This worked out well for us as we had planned a visit to Teotihuacan the next morning. But we hope to get back to Mexico City someday and finish the Xochimilco boat ride.

Coyoacan was a nice break from the traffic and hubbub of Mexico City. It has a quaint old-world charm that makes it definitely worth a visit.

 

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Texas spring flowers

The summer of 2012 was a life-changer for our family. I came across a website called “The Points Guy”. Brian Kelly, who started and wrote the blog then, introduced me to the world of miles and points. And, I havent looked back since. Mr. JJ and I collected miles that we used to travel across the world with the kids. There was an excitement in using miles for trips but there was also a challenge. Where could those miles and points take us and how could we extract the best value out of every mile and point used?

Seven years later, the magic of travel hasn’t diminished. If anything, travel has had a positive feedback, pushing us to really explore our world, to learn more about ourselves. As Thanksgiving looms on the horizon and we get ready to fly again, I began to think about all the things travel has made me thankful for.

  1. Thankful to come back home. Although we enjoy travel, we aren’t at the point of being digital nomads like so many people these days. Sure we enjoy visiting new places and meeting new people but after a few days, we begin missing our home. We truly appreciate being home when we return, being able to sleep in our own beds and eat a homecooked meal. There’s no greater place than home!
  2. Thankful to get away. Travel has been a great stress buster for all of us but especially for me. As the children grew, we juggled school, extracurricular activities, family, friends and work, just like every other family out there. Having a trip to focus on and plan kept me sane and gave me hope, it became the light at the end of the tunnel. It made dealing with the stress of day-to-day life that much easier.
  3. Thankful for some big life lessons. Travel teaches equanimity. We have missed flights and returned home, we have missed flights and sat in airports awaiting the next flight. Travel has taught us to be patient and work with what we have to get to where we need to go. Travel has allowed us to see how people live in difficult climes and have learnt to be resilient. Travel has exposed us to islands with significant poverty where the people are happy despite having little to their name. Leading a happy life has little to do with material wealth. We have stayed in really cool resorts like the Conrad Rangali as well as small hostels like the one in Aguas Calientes. The kids have learnt to make the best of both worlds.
  4. Thankful for a chance to commune with nature. As happy as we are to explore cities, we are happier exploring the nature around us. Given a chance, Mr. JJ would choose a real jungle over a concrete one, every time. We have been fortunate to visit and enjoy places like Doubtful Sound in NZ , the lakes of the Banff area, the beauty of the Grand Canyon, the tranquility of the Sierra Gorda Bisophere in Mexico, the grandeur of the Iguazu falls or the beauty of Nara. What an amazing world we live in! And  yet, we have seen only a small portion of it. Miles to go before we sleep.
  5. Thankful for a closer look at the human imagination and spirit. Greece was astounding, our first look at the human way of life from 2000 years ago. Iceland and its tree barren land, wind whipped and cold, which went from desolate to striking in a matter of a day. How did people survive such harsh conditions? What drove the Incas to build Macchu Picchu? Its perfection and complexity by a people that didn’t write anything down. The beautiful Viking ships that crossed oceans and struck terror in many a heart. The amazing Shinkansen, the Japanese bullet trains that are sleek and smooth. The engineering marvel behind the Panama Canal. The ruins of Teotihuacan that set fire to one’s imagination. The list goes on and on.
  6. Thankful for the tangible connections. We have brought back small tangible connections from our many trips. Coffee from many places, tea from Ooty, lip balm from New Zealand, an olivewood mortar and pestle from Athens, soaps and deodorants bought on one trip or another, wall hangings from the Bahamas, keychains from Iceland and beyond. Everywhere we look at home, there is a memory waiting to be evoked, of a place or a person or time far away.
  7. Thankful for the intangible connections. Travel creates many opportunities to interact with people of all kind. Lucky for us, it has mostly been people that were helpful and kind. Like our host in the Kyoto ryokan who went above and beyond to see us fed a proper vegetarian meal. Or Makis, our guide in Greece with whom we spent nearly a week. He bought us a Greek snack or two every morning, with his own money. And would not join us for lunch, politely excusing himself, despite our protests. The people from the little town who helped Sonny JJ when he fell and hurt himself. Or Uriel, our guide in Mexico, who always ensured we were safe and well fed and treated us like his own family. The elderly lady, our Airbnb host in Kumara Junction. She had a resale store on her property and the kids had a wonderful time chatting with her and exploring her store. Or the wonderful feeling of being acknowledged as an individual, as someone who mattered, everywhere we went in Japan.
  8. Thankful for bringing the family closer. Yes, the kids hated missing sleep-ins and hanging out with friends during our vacations. But our time away ensured we had the kids to ourselves without any interference from friends, phones, extracurriculars, practices or timetables. We have had debates, discussions, arguments, tears and laughter on these trips. We have also formed precious memories on these trips. On a gondola ride up the mountain in Whistler, I pointed to a flock of birds and said, ” Look, the birds are flying”. A few seconds later, the whole family burst into peals of laughter, the kids stating, “Mom, that’s what birds do, they fly”. To this day, a flock of birds evoke the memory of that happy and silly moment. I realised Sonny JJ loved burgers when he polished off a whole one in a few short minutes while in Hawai’i. And that Missy JJ was happy to try different foods while traveling. We have tried dumplings in Wellington and sushi in North Carolina because of her. The secret to keeping the kids happy: keep them fed on time and ensure their favorite music playlist is easily accessible.
  9. Thankful for the chance to eat well.  Sure, being a vegetarian means having to search a bit harder or longer for a suitable restuarant and can be frustrating in certain countries. But it has made for some funny situations as we tried to explain our food limitations to waiters in Japan or in Lisbon. From mama’s cooking in Greece to skyr in Iceland to vegetarian poutine in Canada to elote and cafe de olla in Mexico, we have had many palatable adventures. From a sumptuous hot chocolate along the Rue de Cler in Paris to the plant based ceviche in Lima to doriyakis in Japan, we have been able to expand our taste buds a little more each trip. And unforgettable are the many local markets we have shopped in and found fresh local produce to cook with and savor.
  10. Thankful for the good, bad and the ugly photos. Yes, I wish I could say all our photos are Instagram  worthy. Though far from it, they each possess a spirit and a joy that is irreplaceable. Many years from now, when the kids are grown and gone, and busy with their own lives, we shall have the photos, to leaf through and relive those moments when we traveled as a family. Our destinations may have been the same, but what each of us took from each trip is different. They might remember some moments or not, we might remember some moments or not, but either way, those moments have been captured for eternity, as a photo, good, bad or ugly.
  11. Thankful for a variety of experiences. As we slowly morph from tourists to  travelers, our lives have been enriched by several new experiences. From learning to express ourselves in a foreign language, to buying tickets at a train station, to driving multiple times around the roundabout before figuring out how to enter and exit one smoothly, its all been an adventure. We have been on kayaks, on whitewater rapids and sailboats. I have overcome a deep fear of drowning to snorkel, we have climbed mountains and ziplined across valleys. We have gone on food tours, walking tours, biking tours and wine tours. We have viewed sunrises and sunsets over canyons, mountains and beaches. Its my sincere hope we remain open to all the new and exciting things to come in the future.

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Texas spring flowers

So, what inspires you to travel? What are you thankful for from your travel adventures?

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Lucha Libre mural

While researching things to do in Mexico City, we came across Lucha Libre, the Mexican-style free wrestling. As the term denotes, its “free fighting” or freestyle wrestling with the luchadores (or wrestlers) wearing masks and fanciful costumes. The goal is to keep the man behind the mask a secret and get through the matches without getting defeated or worse yet, unmasked.

While it sounded exciting, there were some safety concerns while attending a Lucha Libre match. One was that the area of the Arena Mexico possibly not being safe for travelers. We came across many tours that combined Mescal tasting with attending a match in the company of a former luchadore for a more wholesome experience. But with two kids in tow, that really wasn’t an option for us.

After some debate, we decided to attend the match on our own. Our apartment was only 20 mins away from the Arena Mexico where the matches took place.  The start time was 730 pm, so we left an hour earlier by Uber. Despite the fame of this arena, it looked a bit run down and commonplace.

Salvador Lutherott Gonzalez, widely considered the “Father of Lucha Libre” was attracted to the American style of wrestling he watched in Texas. He founded the “Empresa Mexicana de Lucha Libre” in 1933, which continues today under the name of Consejo Mundial de Lucha Libre or CMLL. He ordered the construction of the Arena Mexico to host the Lucha Libre matches. The arena opened in 1956 and can house 17000 spectators. The arena hosts matches every Tuesday, Friday and Sunday nights. Tickets can be bought ahead of time on Ticketmaster. Or at the box office with cash on the evening of the matches.

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Arena Mexico

There were several men and women standing at the entrance who blocked our way in. We were directed, instead, to the Taquillas on the left side of the building where the ticket booths were situated. Although there were many people milling around on the street, the lines in the booths were not long. Shortly, we were able to pay cash and choose where we wanted to be seated. We chose Ring 4 which seemed a good compromise between proximity to the ring and cost at 140 MXN per person. Interestingly, the ticket booths were all one-way, we couldn’t see the person on the other side and security kept a close watch.

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Box office at Arena Mexico

We were ready to ward off scalpers but no one bothered us. There were small kiosks right outside the arena selling masks of various luchadores as well as food. We each bought a mask and wore them during the match. It felt a bit weird but a lot of people were doing the same, so we joined in.

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Lucha Libre ticket

Bags and cameras were not allowed but cellphones are. Soon enough, we were patted down by security and led to our seats in the arena by blue-vested ushers. Tips were expected. We had a decent view from our perch in Ring 4. As we settled in, vendors in white crisscrossed the aisles selling Pepsi, beer, water, cotton candy, popcorn and pizza. The restrooms were clean but surprisingly, the toilet paper was kept outside the stalls. Not very intuitive!

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Luchadores masks

The whole show was telecast live and lasted two hours. There were a total of six matches. All except two had three luchadores on each team, one was a team of two and the other featured a one-on-one match-up. Our show featured Mistico, Mephisto, Dragon Lee, Atlantis, among others.

The matches were very much staged but very entertaining and chock-full of aerial moves, acrobatics and a whole lot of athleticism. There were some tense moments as a couple of luchadores came close to being unmasked. The arena was nearly filled by the time the show started and the crowd remained vociferous and enthusiastic throughout the matches. Teams were either favored or booed. And while the crowd was on fire, we felt safe at all times with no hint of any violence. It turned out to be a fun experience, overall.

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Luchadores at the Lucha Libre

At the end of the match, we joined the throng of fans outside, as vehicles negotiated the crowded streets and the mass of humanity making their way home.  We booked another Uber ride back but had to wait for a while for the ride to reach us as the traffic was immense.

Despite not being a fan of WWF or similar sports, we enjoyed this little excursion. For a couple of hours, we were a part of the local culture, joining the fans, and being swept up by the fervor and fever of the Lucha Libre.

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The match-up on March 12, 2019

Pro tips:

  1. Do not carry bags and cameras.
  2. Carry cash to buy tickets at the box office, the masks, tips for the usher and for food and drinks in the arena.
  3. Grab some toilet paper before using the stalls.

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Airbnb, Roma Norte area, Mexico City

Although there has been some unflattering news about Airbnb lately, I wanted to share reviews of the accomodations we used during our Mexico trip. The majority of the stay was done using Airbnb except for the last night which we spent at a major chain hotel.

This first review is about our apartment in Mexico City. One of the more tourist friendly areas is the Roma Norte neighborhood, which is where we stayed. Ours was “a room in a serviced apartment”, able to sleep six people. Hardly a room, it was a small apartment.

The two bedroom, one bath apartment was off Av. Alvaro Obregon, a busy street. The first day, we had some difficulty finding the front door to the building. Once we discovered it, we had to ring the door bell and wait to be buzzed in. The front desk is manned by security at all times. We arrived a couple of hours early for check-in but the room wasn’t ready. So we had to leave our luggage there and return after lunch.

The building does not have an elevator. And the apartment is on the third floor. Luckily,  we pack light so it was only one large suitcase we had to haul up and down.

The apartment itself was quite spacious for a family of four. It had a small foyer, a good sized living room with couches, a dining room with place settings for six and a galley kitchen. Sliding doors led from the kitchen area to a small enclosed terrace, with a lot of light streaming through.

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Dining Area

Past the kitchen were a small lounge area with a couch and a TV and the hallway leading to the bedrooms at the end. Each bedroom had a queen bed and sufficient storage space. The two bedrooms overlook a small side street which, at times, was noisy at night. There was no AC in the apartment and it got really hot the first night. So the next day we informed Pedro, the host, who showed up with a couple of new fans. That helped managed the heat much better.

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One of the bedrooms

There was one full bath off the dining area with a single vanity and a stand-in shower. This was a small drawback at times, when more than one person needed to use the restroom at the same time. But we worked it out.

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The kitchen

The first day of our stay, we took advantage of evening light to do a bit of grocey shopping. We were thrilled to see a Circle K just a short walk from the apartment but it didn’t have quite all we were looking for. So we walked to Av. Insurgentes at the end of the street and further down until we came across a Tiendas 3B store where we stocked up for the next couple of days. It was about a 15 minute walk with the groceries but well worth the exercise. We did make use of the Circle K next door for small purchases during our daily outings.

The Metro Insurgentes station was also about a ten minute walk from the apartment and a pleasant one at that. We had no trouble getting Uber rides from this area and all the sights visited were a short Uber ride away. So this location was perfect for accessibility.

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Enclosed terrace

There were plenty of restuarants around,but finding vegetarian food was a bit more difficult. We still managed to find two good ones, Pan Comida and Ton Ton Ramen. We ate breakfast in the apartment, lunch out on the trips and cooked a simple meal two nights.

Pros of this apartment: clean, safe location, secure entry, good apartment layout, easy access to all sightseeing areas, plenty of restaurants nearby, quick and timely response from Pedro about our concerns

Cons: Rooms were hot before the fans were brought in, carrying suitcases up and down (so pack light), back street gets noisy at times, single bathroom for so many people can be trying at times.

Overall, we enjoyed our stay at this apartment and wouldn’t hesitate to use it again.

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View from the kitchen

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Frida Kahlo photo at Casa Azul

Our third day in Mexico City was dedicated to exploring Coyoacan. One of its biggest attractions is the Casa Azul, the Blue House where the legendary painter Frida Kahlo was born, lived and eventually, died in. The house was turned into the Museo Frida Kahlo in 1958,  four years after her death.

The Museum is open to the public on all days except Mondays. In order to save time, we bought tickets online ahead of our trip at boletosfridakahlo.org. Visitors are able to choose the date and time of visit and can present themselves a short while before the appointed time for admission. Children under 6 are free.

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Casa Azul

Our visit was scheduled for 1030 am on a Tuesday morning. We reached Coyoacan shortly before 10 am and walked around for a bit before returning to Casa Azul. We joined a long line of people waiting with reservations, while another line formed in the opposite direction for those waiting to buy tickets. There were visitors from various parts of the world. Some, like us, going for the first time and others were returning to explore a second or third time.

A short while after 1030 am, those with reservations were asked to come forward, tickets were examined and we were allowed through the front portal. A small office to the right of the entrance was where we had to park our daybags. The museum offers videoguides that cost 80 MXN per person, but to pay with a credit card, we had to show two forms of ID. This landed us in a bit of a quandry but we had sufficient cash on hand for payment. Videotaping is not allowed inside the museum and neither is flash photography. In fact, we had to pay an extra 30 MXN to take photos inside the building.

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Casa Azul entrance

Frida Kahlo is probably the most notable woman painter in Latin America. Born to a Hungarian-German father and an Oaxacan mother, Frida was the third of four daughters. Afflicted by polio at age six, which left her short and weak in the right leg, she endured much teasing and bullying as a child. At the age of 18, she met with a severe accident when a bus she was traveling in was hit by a streetcar. It shattered many bones,  left her spinal cord damaged and created difficulties with childbearing later on. She underwent multiple surgeries to help correct her injuries and was in constant pain. She was forced to wear a corset to help stabilise her spine.

A year after her accident, she met and married Diego Rivera, the famous muralist. He influenced her growth as a painter in many ways. He also encouraged her transition from western to indigenous clothing, which she went on to adopt with much pride. The couple was married twice but each time the relationship was marred by multiple infidelities on both sides and a lot of heartbreak for Frida.

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Clocks at Casa Azul

Frida’s paintings brought out the realities of her life: pain on a physical, mental and emotional level is captured well and is a constant theme. There were self-portraits showcasing both her vulnerability as well as her resilience. She painted often about being broken, her infertility as well as life, both still and alive. Her home, is as full of colors of a deep palette, as her vivid paintings. The kitchen where the food was cooked using the old fashioned wood burning stoves shows her deep love for her indigenous roots. Her studio was filled with a lot of light from large windows and yet the gloom of her constant pain and disability lingers. The bed in which she lay for so many years looked comfortable and yet had been far from being relaxing and more likely confining, in many ways. Her barebones corset and crutches stand in grim contrast to the rich shades of her Tehuacan skirts, blouses and adornments. The gardens outside her home were lush with plants, shade-giving trees and water features.

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Frida’s wheelchair and easel

The whole tour lasted about 2 hours. And I thought it was time well spent. We met people who saw her as an eminent painter and thought leader of her time. Several times in our travels we saw Frida-Diego represented in one form or another. Yet there were others who felt she took advantage of her life and times and became popular with no real talent of her own. No matter which way one perceives Frida, the truth is that she was a unique woman with an extraordinary story to tell! And that no matter how far one travels, one always comes back home!! As she did, each time!

Here are a few photos from our visit to the Casa Azul, the Museo Frida Kahlo.

 

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Frida and the Cesarean (unfinished)

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Still life

 

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Ruin

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Viva la Vida 

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Self portrait wearing a velvet dress

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Frida’s bed while recuperating

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Kitchen with wood burning stoves

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Frida’s corset

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Frida’s richly-hued dresses

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Indeed!

 

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Palacio National, the Presidential Palace, Mexico City

By the end of the walking tour with our guide from Mexico a Pie, we were famished and ready to try some delicious Mexican lunch. Our guide recommended Los Cajelleros,  a casual taco place near the Palacio de Bellas Artes, about a 5 minute walk. So we found our way to this eatery.

It had a single room split into the kitchen and service area to the front and left and a few tables to the back of the eatery. There was a helpful staffer who came over to help us order. Having never been in such an eatery before, it took us a while to figure out what was available. Using Missy JJ’s Spanish, we ordered a taco each and a quesadilla for Sonny JJ. And aguas frescas to quench our thirst.

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Los Callejeros taco diner 

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Inside Los Callejeros

The tacos were small and tasty but didn’t really satisfy our hunger. Feeling emboldened, we ordered tacos huitlacoche (mushrooms) and nopales (cactus) this time. The latter needed a bit of getting used to, as far as the texture. But again, the simple taste was bursting with flavor.

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Tacos huitlacoches/ Tacos nopales

Sated, we walked back to the Palacio de Bellas Artes. Since it was a Monday, the lobby was open but we weren’t allowed to access the upper floors, which was a shame. I had read much about the Diego Rivera murals and other paintings on display in this building. But I had to be content with a glimpse of its beauty from the elegant lobby.

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The ceiling of the Palacio de Bellas Artes, seen from the lobby

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Palacio de Bellas Artes

Eventually, we made our way across the street. The Cafe Don Porfirio at the top of the Sears building is a great way to enjoy the beauty of the Palacio de Bellas Artes. So off we went to the cafe where we enjoyed some shade, coffee and snacks. We were able to catch up on our social media and debate the day until then while enjoying the terrific views from the cafe balcony.

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Iconic view of the Palacio de Bellas Artes from the Sears building

As the afternoon waned, we walked back to the Zocalo and took another leisurely tour of the Cathedral on our own. The Presidential palace along the east side of the Zocalo had been the site of a demonstration that morning. But by afternoon, people had dispered. Apparently daily demonstrations are quite a common occurence here. The palace is another location where many of Diego Rivera’s paintings are installed.

Since our Airbnb wasn’t too far from the Zocalo, we decided to take the Metro back. The Zocalo has an underground station which we located with help from some police officers. We bought tickets, which cost 5 pesos per person per trip, inserted them into the turnstiles and followed the color-coded directions to our train. Mexico City metros can be heavily crowded and are ripe for pickpockets and other miscreants, as would be the case in any big city. We saw several security guards scattered around the area. At the time of our trip, the Metro was only reasonably crowded and we had a quick ride back. Because of the pickpocketing concerns, one of the changes we made on this trip was to use a moneybelt around our waist to carry phones and cards/ cash. This made it much easier to travel unencumbered and in a safe fashion.

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Inside the Zocalo Metro station

It was about a ten minute walk from the Metro back to the Airbnb and we enjoyed the walk, taking in the architecture of the neighborhood and people watching. That evening, we came across a ramen place called Ton Ton Ramen, about a 15 min walk from the apartment. As dusk darkened the skies, we walked over. It was not crowded and the ambience was colorful with a touch of whimsy. We enjoyed the vegetarian ramen with tofu.

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Ton Ton Ramen diner

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Vegetarian ramen at Ton Ton Ramen

As we walked back, we debated the biggest question for the following day, should we attend the Lucha Libre or not? The answer?  Well, I’ll tell you in a couple of days!!

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A bit of whimsy at the Ton Ton Ramen

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The Metropolitan Cathedral, Mexico City

For our first full day in Mexico City, we booked a free walking tour of the Centro Historico, the heart of the city, through Freetour.com. The tours were run by Mexico a Pie, which means Mexico by foot. The tour was to start at 10:30 am outside the Metropolitan Cathedral and we had to report 15 mins ahead of time and search out the white umbrella.

After a good breakfast at the Airbnb we had rented, we took an Uber taxi to the Plaza de la Constitucion. Enjoying the warm morning sun, we watched the massive Mexican flag fluttering gaily in the breeze. It was hard not be struck by the size of the Metropolitan Cathedral, although it appeared a little misaligned at one end. Around 1015 am, we caught up with the lady under the white umbrella from the tour company who struck our names off her list.

At exactly 10:30 am, we formed into a small group of about a dozen people. And started following our energetic guide as she led us on an interesting tour, first we did the perimeter of the Cathedral, then the Cathedral itself and eventually we walked a short distance away to end at the Palacio de Bellas Artes. The tour lasted just over 2 hours but we hardly felt it as we took a journey back in time and history.

As with all things, our tour started at the beginning. We learnt about the story of the Mexican flag whose symbol signifies the history of the Mexica people. Wandering in search of a suitable city to settle in, the Mexica believed that the divine sign would be an eagle devouring a serpent, sitting on a prickly pear. Legend has it that they found such an act on a swampy island in the middle of Lake Texcoco.  Inventive as they were, the Mexica were able to slowly settle this area by creating a system of chinampas or small rectangular parcels of land over shallow lake beds to grow crops. Eventually, they built causeways to connect the island across the lake, thus creating the city of Tenochtitlan.

A walk around the Plaza brought us to the Templo Mayor, believed to be the Great Temple of the Mexicas, and located at the center of Tenochtitlan. The Mexica believed that the world revolved around this center. At its height, the temple would have risen, like a pyramid, an impressive 99 feet high. The priests worshipped both the patron deity, Huitzilopochti, the God of sun and fire as well as Tlaloc, the diety of water, rain and agriculture. There are supposed to have been two sets of stairs that led to the sacrifical altar where humans and animals were sacrficed as offering to the deities. And further steps led to the temples for each deity. The grandeur and splendor of such a temple is left to the imagination of the viewer. A visit to the Museum of the Templo Mayor would have helped fuel such imagination, but it being a Monday, the Museum was closed.

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Templo Mayor remains, a serpent balustrade is visible as well as steps

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Templo Mayor excavation site

About 500 years ago, Hernan Cortes and his Spanish Conquistadors landed in Tenochtitlan during the reign of Montezuma II. The Mexica and the Aztecs were at the peak during this period. As history recounts, Cortes and his Conquistadors defeated the Aztecs eventually, razed Tenochtitlan to the ground. They decided to establish their supremacy over the same parcel of swampy land, rebuilding over the same areas as the Mexicas, even using the stones from their temples in this effort.

The Plaza de la Constitucion, commonly called the Zocalo and its surrounding buildings are built over the demolished religious and political centers of the Mexican Tenochtitlan. The Spanish drained the lake, laying the foundations of the modern day Mexico City over the erstwhile Tenochtitlan. Of course, the soft subsoil of the lake bed has made Mexico City prone to flooding and earthquakes. It also has led to the city sinking slowly by about one to three feet per year. Which explains the slightly misaligned end of the Cathedral.

The Metropolitan Cathedral, at the northern end of the Zocalo, is an imposing structure. Built over the site of the Mexican temples, using resources from those temples, the original cathedral was a small structure that soon became too small to accomodate the growing population. The plan to build a new and larger cathedral took root, In reality, the contruction lasted nearly 240 years. The cathedral architecture boasts a blend of styles, including Baroque and Neo-classical, reflecting the amount of time it took to build this massive structure and the changes in architectural styles that governed them. And yet, the Cathedral appears put together.

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The central facade of the Metropolitan Cathedral

Looking up at the two large bell towers, one gets a sense of the grandeur that was being aimed for. The Cathedral has portals of entry, the central one bearing the relief of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary into Heaven, to whom the cathedral is dedicated. This was the first and the largest of the cathedrals in Latin America.

Inside, the Altar of Forgiveness was our first stop. We were told that those sentenced by the Spanish inquisition were first brought to this altar to seek forgiveness for their next world, before their beheadings. The statue of the Black Jesus near this altar caught our attention. Apparenty a pious clergyman used to kiss the feet of this statue daily. One day, an enemy injected the feet of the statue with poison so as to kill the clergyman. But the statue, instead, absorbed the poison, turning black in color and thus saving the life of the devotee.

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Altar of Forgiveness, Metropolitan Cathedral

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Black Jesus, Metropolitan Cathedral

The Altar of the Kings, is quite grand, golden and totally overpowers the senses. Dedicated to many saintly kings and queens, this altar is a feast for common man as well as artisans of all kinds. There are nearly 14 or 15 chapels in the cathedral, we stopped at the one for Virgin de Guadalupe a its supposed to be very highly regarded. We took the time to admire the church organs, which are nearly 300 years old.

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Altar of the kings, Metropolitan Cathedral

Given its precarious foundations on a lakebed, the cathedral is slowly sinking over time. While nothing can be done about this phenomenon, engineers have now found a way to stabilise the structure and allow it to sink in an even manner.

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The pointer indicates how the building has shifted over time

As we walked outside into the sunny morning, we passed a statue of Pope John Paul II, which stands just outside the cathedral building. With over 85% of the country identifying as Catholics, this Pope remains a beloved figure here. The uniqueness of the statue is that its posterior aspect is made of keys sent in by everyday Mexicans, as well as a pipe. The Pope apparently held the “key to their hearts”. A touching symbolic gesture!

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The gradient to the right (seen clearly in the distance) is from the natural sinking phenomenon

Once back on the Zocalo, we made our way past a variety of shops. From food to comics, they sold everything. As we passed a taco shop, our guide told us that tacos “al pastor” got their name from the Lebanese who migrated to Mexico in the early 1900s. They brought the spit -roasted meat concept with them, thus inspiring the “al pastor”(shepherd’s style) name for such meat.

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Tacos al pastor

Our walk took us past the nearly 150 year old Dulceria de Celaya, well known for its sweet offerings. From candied fruit rolls or bollitos to alegrias, which are bars made from a combination of amaranth seeds and honey, to cookies, cocados and chocolates in various styles, the store is a sweet lover’s paradise. We visited the store briefly and enjoyed its timeless beauty but didn’t taste or buy any sweets.

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Candied fruits at the Dulceria

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From the Ave. 5 de Mayo, we turned left onto a side street before emerging onto Av. Fransisco I. Madero. Here we merged with the crowds, dodging them to keep up with our guide. She talked to us about some of the grand homes situated on this avenue. The Borda House with its elegant iron works balconies came first. The Palace of Iturbide, built by a wealthy count as a gift to his daughter, and  home to Agustin de Iturbide, who was mexico’s first emperor after independence from Spain. The grand entrance speaks eloquently of its original owners. Further down, we stopped to see the Casa de los Azulejos, the house of tiles. Indeed, tiles covered the house on all the sides we could see. Its a matter of opinion if it had been done tastefully or not. Either way, it was a unique home and one we won’t forget soon!

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Grand entrance to the Palace of Iturbide

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House of Tiles, Casa de los Azulejos

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Side walls of the Casa de los Azulejos

We took a peek at The Church of San Fransisco, a small church which is what remains of a once vast complex of church and monastery of the same name. Once occupying a place of great import, it sunk twice and has been reconstructed a third time. Of course, a large portion of the original church has given way to new roads and new buildings in the area.

From here, we also took a look at the Torre Latinamericana, an engineering marvel of a skyscraper, the first of its kind built in a highly seismic area. So far, the building has withstood the ravages of three earthquakes successfully. And it is said that during the first earthquake, one of the architects of the building was in his office in the building as the earthquake struck. The tower stood tall and proud as other buildings around it collapsed.

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Torre Latinoamericana

Our guide then took us to see the Palacio Postal or the Correo Mayor, the main post office, and certainly the most opulent one of its kind! Functional since its opening in 10907, the post office is dressed up in gold with ornate staircases, glass domed roof and flowery relief work along columns and ceilings. Its quite stunning to visit! It almost felt like a travesty that such a beautiful buidling was being put to use for something so mundane as selling stamps!

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Ornate staircase at the Palacio Postal

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Opulence at the Palacio Postal

The street where the opening scene from Spectre was shot is near here, although I forgot to write down its exact location. From the post office, we walked across to the Palacio de Bellas Artes. This iconic building is home to the cultural center that hosts everything from paintings to plays. Built fully of white marble, the structure is quite fantastic to see.

Our tour ended outside the Palacio de Bellas Artes. After the customary photo, we gathered some restaurant tips from our guide before giving her a generous tip and setting out on our own. Our guide was an archeologist and that helped to boost her enthusiasm for recounting the history of the places we visited and the sights we saw. From the Mexica to the Conquistadors to the fight for Independence from Spain to Porfirio Diaz and his policies, we had travelled a long way down history’s lanes yet covered only a few short blocks in the Centro Historico.

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Palacio de Bellas Artes

So next time you are in town, take a walking tour and let someone else transport to ancient temples and swampy islands, to majestic post offices and of course, the Casa de Azulejos, the house of tiles! For this is Mexico City, quite unlike any other!!