Goodbye Mexico

I can’t quite believe it but it’s time.

I’m not up for writing a full piece on how this incredible year has affected me — I think I’ll only begin to understand its impact once I’ve been home a while. Instead, I’m going to end with this pictorial account of what has been my daily commute, as much to show you as to help me remember that there is always an alternative to riding the subway two hours a day.

Thank you for reading! Muchas Donas signing off from Mexico, hoping to make the next chapter as sweet 🙂

IMG_0366
Overgrown limestone jungle mound soon to be someone’s new home. Or not. This has been sitting like this for six months.
IMG_0367
1/3 parking space, 2/3 house.
IMG_0369
The store on the corner with adult-sized tricycle parked.
IMG_0370
Our Alcoholics Anonymous where the alcoholics meet outside, thus canceling out the “anonymous.”
IMG_0371
Giant blue house.
IMG_0372
My favorite house on my street, home to the guy who sells fresh coconut water.
IMG_0375
Traditional house compound.
IMG_0376
Streetside papayas
IMG_0377
Fanciest building on the street, fancier than the blue house. Lots of praying.
IMG_0379
The traffic I must fight to get to work
IMG_0380
Where one can stop for breakfast tacos or late night sops
IMG_0872
The cantina I shouldn’t go in because I’m female

 

IMG_0873
The local chicken place
IMG_0878
The sports field, growing over
IMG_0879
The church from which the occasional sounds of pan flutes emit.
IMG_0882
The hardware store on the corner. The cross on the top is occasionally accompanied by a dog

 

IMG_0885
The amazing language school where I’ve worked. Na’atik Language and Cultural Institute. You should support this program. http://www.naatikmexico.com
IMG_0902
My desk. For the first time in my life I’ll miss a work desk.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

IMG_0381
The Gas Imperial truck that announces it’s in the neighborhood with a recording of children singing about kerosene.

 

Advertisements