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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My friend David from business school told me that I should come to visit his hometown, St. John’s Newfoundland at the height of the summer season during the six-day George Street festival. George Street is in the central part of St. John’s and houses around fifty bars, restaurants, and pubs. During the summer festival, all the venues are open, without the regular cover charges, and attendees can roam freely between them and the outside live music shows throughout the night. Before I met David, I couldn’t even point to Newfoundland on a map, let alone have an expectation of what it was like. So of course I came for a visit — unknown destinations are my favorite, and those with a local friend who wants to show you around, are the best. David’s high school friend Glen (who now lives in Toronto) was visiting David during the George Street festival too, and the three of us made a good team for bar-hopping at night. I must admit that I was the first one to bow out each night – being unable to match their partying energy until 4 am each morning. The history of St. John’s and Newfoundland is fascinating. […]
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I spent three days exploring Toronto on my way to Newfoundland. I caught a Blue Jays game, visited Tim Horton’s for the first time, saw my friend Jamie Bishara, went to the Hockey Hall of fame, and managed to still get some work done. Even though Toronto is a big city, it felt like a small town — never crowded, and the people walking downtown outnumbered the cars. I’m skeptical that the winters “aren’t that cold,” and I do not understand why the hockey team, “The Maple Leafs” isn’t called “The Maple Leaves,” or why the (former) Queen of England is on the Canadian currency, nor why Canada pays the British Royal family over fifty million dollars each year. I suppose there is still more to be learned about Canada!
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Halfway through a busy April 2022 which would see me in nine different cities, I was able to visit a place I hadn’t yet visited: Montréal, Canada. I had intended to visit Montréal ever since 2017 when my Québecoise friend Alexandra, who I met in Split, Croatia, put it on my radar as a place I should want to visit. There was a very European personality to Montréal and Quebec as a whole owing to its predominantly French influence. I was told that the food is especially good and the people personable and kind. So when I had about two weeks to kill before a wedding in New Jersey, Montréal seemed the right destination. The intent was to do some exploration and discovery if Montréal and Canada as a whole, could be a place I would want to spend more time living in during the coming years. As you may already know, I love destinations that are (to me) blank slates and where I am completely ignorant of what to expect. Standard life becomes interesting and novel without prior expectations. My regular habits upon landing in a new location, such as finding a gym, a restaurant to eat dinner at, […]
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When I was in the Maldives in 2021, I began a year-long program through the University of California Berkeley’s Haas School of Business for Chief Executive Officers (CTOs). As previously related in a previous blog post, I had dedicated the year to upskilling and learning — the CTO program was a part of that initiative. Initially, the program had been designed for extensive in-person learning; however, Covid necessitated a pivot to an online format which was lucky for me — I would not have been able to attend classes from my over-water bungalow on the other side of the world otherwise. As I am increasingly aware — Covid enacted needed changes for remote productivity. Organizations implemented creative, remote-first solutions and opened the door for more ubiquitous location independence I have been living by example since 2015. So I suppose I should say that while Covid initiated negative changes in my life, it also gifted me some blessings as well — attending my CTO program from an island resort in the Maldives was one of them. The eleven-month program was completed with a week of in-person, on-campus lectures, activities, and commencement during the first week of April 2022 in Berkeley, California. […]
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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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This expat-friendly beach destination is popular with surfers, Canadians and Europeans owing to the strength of their currency here. My international-friend group has been in my ear for the past year about it. After a short romance with CDMX last autumn, I decided that it was time to make time to explore Mexico so what better place to start than Puerto Escondido. I made a week-long recon trip to get my feet on the ground and get a taste of what it had to offer. It was great. The food was that classic Mexican fare that gringos like me envy and wish their mothers made them when they were children. The guacamole that I ordered beach-side, while supine on a restaurant-adjacent hammock facing the ocean one Tuesday afternoon came with flower petals on top. I learned that you can order not just micheladas but cheladas that are the equivalent to a michelada in Colombia — beer, ice and lime juice. I drank a few of them due to the scorching daytime heat. Even though it was early spring the mid-day temperatures along the water made seeking shade and a cool beverage requisite for those of us of fairer complexion.For ease […]
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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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After spending 5 months in Denver, Colorado I needed a change of pace so I heeded the invitations of my international friends who now call Venice Beach home and spent three nights steps from the ocean, channeling some raw creative humanity to break me out of my routine. Boy did it work. Something I have had to rediscover and reminded myself of the past few months is just how much I require transition to be the best version of myself. I thrive with the discomforts of the non-routine and find myself more myself when I seek it out. My short trip to LA could never be described as uncomfortable — everything was easily facilitated with the help of my local friends Arestia, Johnson, Derryl, Chris and Brittany. Between In-and-Out burgers, a Saturday bar crawl on electric scooters and a hip, industrial art show in downtown LA — I had so much fun mixing things up. A total jolt to my system and a needed reminder of just how important environment and wonderful people are to maintaining a healthy, happy Reid.
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Back in December my sister forwarded an airline promotion email between Denver and San Francisco so I bought a flight to visit her and her family for a week in February. The intent was to inject some state-side adventure and family time as a way of self-training appreciation for what America has to offer me. It worked well in Kansas City for Christmas, Breckenridge in January; could such an ongoing strategy of regular, domestic adventures be the key to avoiding American stagnation? Is this the mode that can allow for me to live a conventional life somewhere in the USA without getting stuck in the sort of time hole that makes five or ten years of my life disappear in the blink of an eye? It’s a coping mechanism I’ve been aggressively testing in 2018. So I flew out for a week in early February to live the life my San Fran Fam lives — and it was great. My nieces and nephews are rockstars and being able to hang out with them was the highlight of my week. My sister’s family lives on the West Side of the San Francisco bay in Marin County which is really posh and […]
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