Mexico City is similar to Bogotá here on my website in that I hesitate to add additional entries since I visit regularly. My time here feels increasingly comfortable and routine and more like a typical life than in other, new, or exploratory places I pass through. You will find other entries on this website where I talk about why Mexico City is a comfortable and appealing place to live. Other ex-pats agree seemingly agree as the Covid pandemic has made living and working internationally more accessible, and more foreigners are relocating to Mexico City. As much as I could live in Mexico City for an extended period of time — I don’t like the idea of sticking around for too long. I keep an open mind that I may change in the future because now it feels like a curse — that I need to continually explore, discover and experience new environments. I have seen too much to be content with a single something. That’s tragic in a way — if I like a place that meets my needs, why should I still desire to discover other, new places? Years ago I remember deciding for myself that if the environment […]
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This was my fourth time in Ciudad de Mexico and also the longest — five weeks. I’ve flirted with making Mexico City a regular on my list of destinations so this time around I booked an apartment for six weeks in the neighborhood of La Condesa as a formal audition. Replete with cafes, excellent restaurants, and more casual street-side taco venues, La Condesa affords tremendous value and quality for the price. For this reason, many extranjaneros make it or the neighboring barrios of Roma and Roma Norte their home away from home. I had avoided doing the same — comfort is dangerous! This time around, however, I wanted to absolve myself of logistical strains of new destinations to focus more of that time and energy on other pursuits — work and improving my Spanish. Thanks to a recommendation from my friend, Niraj, I found a great workspace to base myself on days when working from my apartment felt unappealing. I had two different morning commutes each workday. The first was to and from my gym at 6:30 AM. Charmingly simple, small, and inexpensive (75 pesos a day or 300 pesos for a 1-month membership), I learned to arrive earlier rather […]
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I shake my head recollecting the period of time I believed Mexico City to be a polluted, dirty, crowded, dangerous and ugly city not worth visiting. I’m not exactly sure why I came to believe this but it probably had something to do with an American bias that perceived things happening south of the boarder generally repugnant. This same perspective admittedly also inhibited me from choosing to learn Spanish in school as a second language (instead I chose Latin — who chooses Latin?) — a limitation I am currently working to overcome. It’s a shameful memory to remember a time when I could off-handedly intuit a city, and probably its nation, as not worthy of my interest without ever visiting. I was thankfully forced to reconsider this perspective as friends (many of them) kept relating how wonderful Mexico City was. I looked at them unconvinced — “what about all the kidnappings and murders?” — then it was my turn to be looked at strangely, “uh — it’s not like that at all.” And just like that I became one of those people I encounter all the time in the USA who are guilty of being a little out of touch […]
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