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Casa Azul: The Frida Kahlo museumĀ | Day 347 of my 2023 Journal
Goodbye, Mexico City. That was fun! And exhausting. We want to come back, but we are also eager to leave. It is intense to visit the huge cities.
We experienced an earthquakeĀ | Day 346 of my 2023 Journal
The central story of this day is the earthquake. Thank God we have no pictures. Because there was nothing to take photos of. Except for a lot of people in the streets.
The waiting Monday | Day 345 of my 2023 Journal
It is nice to sometimes just have a practical day. We needed papers to travel with the dogs, so Silke and I walked to the local vet; smiling, professional, and friendly, she helped us with the paperwork, and we had the pleasure of meeting a real wolf in the waiting room. It was also a day of waiting, as Liv and Erik would arrive in the early evening.
The long walk of CDMX | Day 344 of my 2023 Journal
The classic pilgrimage to the main art museum, the cathedral, the central square, and the Aztec ruins took us through a rich array of experiences. The market for handmade artifacts, some amazing and some cheap stuff for tourists. The dodgy area where people live in tents in the streets.
Fragmented Impressions | Day 343bof my 2023 Journal
I just wanted to include more images from the same day. The streets with their shiny buildings contrasting the little cargo-bike-food stalls, the architecture of the Anthropological Museum, the London style busses - so many impressions. See them here!
Beating Hearts - Museum of Anthropology | Day 343 of my 2023 Journal
I titled this āBeating Heartsā because the Aztecsā human sacrifice took out the still beating heart of 52 humans EVERY DAY (according to our guide)! Head and heart were offered to the gods; the rest ended in the soup.
Frida, the streets, the buildings | Day 342 of my 2023 Journal
The first step in Mexico City was to take it in the city. A good way to do it while not wasting time is to visit an art museum. Mexican art is like nothing we have seen in Europe. It IS different, consistently, different somehow in the same way, or in a parallel manner, or am I just making it up?
Have no Fear | Day 341 of my 2023 Journal
I am not afraid. I am insecure about how to find my way in this context, how to find solid information in most here-and-now contexts, and how to balance this search with a no-fear strategy. As it happens, life itself seems to save me every time, leaving me with only fairly easy options, enough lovely people, and time to take it slow.
Mexican Mind Mystery | Day 340 of my 2023 Journal
The story goes (the one I know) that the Huichol people, who make this sort of art, took the peyote juice to enter a state of transcendence in order to be able to talk to the gods. And once back from what we would call an acid trip, they would share what they saw by making this kind of colorful art.
Gated Community how Exotic | Day 339 of my 2023 Journal
Everything can be an adventure, even this. For us Europeans, a REAL gated community with a guard, actually several guards, is seriously exotic. We had to show ID and share who we were visiting, and they had to, in advance, let the guards know we were coming.
Volunteer work and a windowless Airbnb | Day 338 of my 2023 Journal
It is truly overwhelming how fast San Miguel de Allende is unfolding for us. One of the game-changing things is that there is not much ego energy. It is all real people with good balance and perspective, all interested and interesting, with a path, mission, and solid values.
The trampoline park and more new friends | Day 337 of my 2023 Journal
It was a lovely morning after the game-changing party, convincing us we had finally found the place with the right vibe and the right people to stay longer when we did not feel like traveling.
Roaring Twenties: A party to convince us we are home | Day 336 of my 2023 Journal
This was the final drop: We are now convinced San Miguel de Allende is the right place for us to have our winter breaks and find our new community and base.
So this is Christmas | Day 335 of my 2023 Journal
Walking the dogs in the morning was a true pleasure on December first. Hundreds of red flowers called Christmas roses in Danish lined the plaza in front of the cathedral, and just as many schoolchildren were getting ready to go to church.
We need art: Nourish the soul | Day 334 of my 2023 Journal
We can not live on tortillas alone. We need art. We need a lot of art. Something to choose from, something to browse through, something to contrast what we just saw. Something to underline what we donāt understand. Something to make us question what we know.
The colors, the corners, the cathedral | Day 333 of my 2023 Journal
On the second day in SMA, we just took it in. There is not much to say. We worked. We studied. We shared meals. We walked the streets. We enjoyed it a lot.
San Miguel de Allende - New places, New perspectives | Day 332 of my 2023 Journal
SMA has a very beautiful cathedral and cobblestone streets, lots of tourists and ex-pats, lots of street vendors, churches, and Christmas decorations. It feels lovely to be out there again at the adventure, exploring the world and maybe finding a new winter base.
Birthday Party for my exceptional husband | Day 331 of my 2023 Journal
My very special husband is hiding behind a humble cover, being very ambitious and downright stubborn, sticking to his rules, his values, his big dreams, his obsessions, and his love for everything beautiful, romantic, extraordinary, puzzling, or worth enjoying.
Healing Christmas | Day 330 of my 2023 Journal
A journey from Christmas skepticism to embracing the festive spirit with newfound friends and traditions. I might be able to create a lovely Christmas when I have grandchildren. Maybe there is hope?
Bowling, freedom cells and miracles | Day 329 of my 2023 Journal
I love the vibrant life in QuerƩtaro. Exploring the bustling markets, enjoying a unique bowling night, and witnessing the magic of new connections from the freedom cell.
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