Monday, October 16, 2017

Big Fancy Houses

Royal Crescent, Bath UK
Royal Crescent, Bath UK
Looking at houses is one of my all-time favorite activities. And they don't have to be big and fancy. I think my favorite so far is the Georgian House Museum in Dublin, which was a moderate house lived in by a normal non-aristocratic family. 

Of course, I don't have any objection to stately homes. I love looking at the ornate decor, but I'm also fascinated by the servants quarters. Even more than the furnishings, I'm interested in how people lived in the past. Bonus points for historical figures.

Monday, October 9, 2017

The New Normal in New York

As bad as I am at taking photos, there still didn't seem to be much point to coming on here and babbling about where I was and what I was doing without them. Now that I have a new phone and camera, we're back in business. Although the photos haven't gotten any better. sigh.

I love Penn Station and trains more than any airport or plane.

I think the defining characteristic of my daughters' childhoods was that we moved around a lot. Maybe not like army brats, but way more often than most non-military families. Los Angeles, Las Vegas/Boulder City, New Orleans, all over Florida and back again. For many years, most summers saw us traveling some portion of I-10 to a new home.

An online acquaintance once commented, "Your lives must be so exciting." But I explained that our lives probably looked much like hers - full of school work, laundry, grocery shopping and other mundane tasks. It's just that these things took place in ever-changing locations.

And that's where I'm at again.

Saturday, June 10, 2017

Eating in Mexico City

Always lines outside the taquerias
My question is, does anyone in Mexico City cook?
 I remember thinking when I was living in the French Quarter a few years ago, that there must be enough restaurants in the neighborhood to eat in a different one every day for a year. In Mexico City, it feels like you could go for 2 or 3 years without repeating. 

There seems to be at least 3 restaurants on every block, including the street-front quick serve
joints. They are rarely empty, and the patrons seem to include few tourists. 

Although, I do have to qualify here that Mexico City tourists include a lot of people from other parts of Mexico. That's different from other world capitals I've visited, where tourists all seem to come from other countries. In any case, the patrons of these eateries seem to be mostly from Mexico, if not actually from Mexico City.

Like many big cities, the food from little hole in the wall restaurants is every bit as good - if not better - than many of the actual restaurants. Yet cheaper.

Well, except for my first dining experience in this city. I was so traumatized at having my hopes dashed that it was over a week before I tried again. A heap of dried up beef with one strip of onion, one of pepper and the ugliest, palest, most tasteless pile of French fries it's ever been my misfortune to encounter really destroyed my dreams of drowning in all the cheap Mexican food I could eat.

Thank goodness I finally got the nerve to try again. Of course, now I had the impression that restaurants must have the better food, but thankfully I got that straightened out, as well.

Friday, May 5, 2017

Cinco de Mayo in Mexico City

Avenue Cinco de Mayo on...Cinco de Mayo

I realized last week that I was going to be in Mexico on Cinco de Mayo and I hadn’t extended my reservation. Not wanting to be thrown out on the streets during a major national holiday, I went to the front desk of my lodging and explained my fears to the young woman who had been extending my reservations for the last 5 weeks and she basically said, “No problem.”

Turns out that I needn’t have worried, because Cinco de Mayo is NOT a national holiday. Who knew?

Sunday, April 30, 2017

Mexico City National Palace by a Bad Tourist, Bad Blogger and Really Bad Photographer

One of the main reasons I'm not posting much from Mexico City is because an overwhelming majority of my photos are unusable. Not that I'm more than a halfway decent photographer at best, even when I have a working camera - I seem to be barely capable of holding a camera without tilting it, for some reason. But, lately, my camera seems to be barely capable of taking a photo on its automatic setting that isn't blurred.

So, basically, my photos are pretty much screwed. And that is the major focus of this blog.

However, that is not the whole story. I am also a really bad tourist. I love walking around and looking at whatever location I happen to be visiting. I also actually enjoy some museums quite a bit. But, here in Mexico City, I'm hindered by not understanding the language.

Unlike other countries I've visited, there are no English translations for the exhibits. So while I am entranced by what I'm looking at, I don't really know what it is.

I still enjoy it, but I miss a lot. A whole lot, apparently.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Mexico City - Settling In

I like Mexico City. I like it a lot. 

I love that it's so colorful...the pink and white taxis, sidewalk kiosks and all the shops. I just can't get enough of walking around the Centro Historico district, so I'm glad that's where I'm staying.

It's hard to describe just how big the main square of the city is. The Plaza de la Constitucion has the National Cathedral on one side...

...and the National Palace, where the government offices are located, on another side. The remaining sides are filled with attractive buildings, but the square itself is just huge. I can't think of anything to compare it to for scale.

I love that the city is so laid back, with none of the usual big city hustle. Most people here are strolling, rather than rushing.

I also love the weather we've been having. With the exception of a very few stormy days, most days have been sunny and mild, only reaching the low 80s for a few hours a day. It makes strolling down the tree lined streets a joy.

This sunken square was very pleasant, as well, though the iron benches did not encourage
you to sit for very long.

Mexico City is a big, bustling metropolis with a small town feel to it. I've never come across anything quite like it. And yet, I do keep running across areas that remind me of other places. 

The most frequent resemblance is the French Quarter in New Orleans, with Spanish architecture housing shops that are blasting out music - often American music. Today, though, I was reminded of Rome as I walked in direction I hadn't explored before. So, as I mentioned in my first post about the city, it is both unique and familiar at the same time. 

What surprises me the most is that I feel so at home here. I've covered a great many miles around the city, and nowhere does it feel the least bit intimidating.

I also wasn't expecting to find quite so much interesting architecture. 

Old buildings are always my favorite sights when I travel, and I knew I'd find some here, particularly since I am staying in the historic district. 

I just didn't realize there would be so many fine specimens.

And look at this building HSBC is in. Are those original rails for people to tie their horses to?

I like the way the address is written on some of these buildings, as well.

Even the most mundane businesses are often in really nice buildings. I'd heard about Oxxo convenient stores, but I didn't know that there were also 7-11s on practically every other corner.

There are also a lot of these Bizarro stores. And though I was surprised by the 7-11s, I was absolutely flabbergasted to see a Circle K.

Another store I found a bit weird was this huge Paris Pharmacy. It looked like it took up an entire block, all by itself. It had nice doors, with an Eiffel Tower on them, but it just seems completely incongruous to find it in Mexico City.

Of course, there are some very modern looking places, as well. They just aren't as plentiful as the older buildings. At least, not in the historic district.

I travel a few subway stops to do my grocery shopping at Walmart, whose prices are like a dollar store here. I went to fresh produce markets, at first. But their produce was actually not quite as good, and they didn't have everything I was looking for. 

It feels totally wrong, but it's too convenient to do anything else.

Apologies for some of these photos. My point and shoot camera doesn't seem to be auto-focusing properly, so my photos are not even up to the level of my old iPhone. I may be reduced to using my original version iPad mini camera, which turns out not to be quite as bad as I expected.


There is supposed to be a lot of crime in Mexico City, but there has been a very obvious police presence everywhere I've been, which is very reassuring. I've never felt less than safe, even walking home after an evening movie.

I'm not spending time at the library anymore, since I discovered my lodging has Ethernet, which is far better than the mostly unreliable Wi-Fi - though still not completely foolproof. In any case, I'm glad that I don't have to make that long walk anymore, because that gives me more time to walk in other directions.

Anyway, I like the city, I like the weather and I like where I'm staying. So, though I've been here ten days already and there are other parts of the country I'd like to see, I'll probably stay here a while longer. The Yucatan Peninsula is off the list for the next several months, it's already hitting 100F over there and we are barely into April. But there are beaches on the Pacific side of Mexico that aren't quite as hot yet, so I may try to get to one or more of those before the temps get to high.

There are other non-beach places I'd like to see, as well, but a lot of those are getting pretty warm, too. So, I don't know. It's fall in Argentina right now, and I'm kind of tempted to see Buenos Aires and Montevideo, Uruguay - which is right across a bay from it, before winter actually hits down there. But I have a bit of time to play with before that happens, I think, so I'm just going to hang here a bit longer. 

Because, in case I wasn't quite clear, I really like it here. ;)

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Mexico City - Rough Start

Beatles bus in Mexico City
The Beatles are still big in Mexico City.

My trip from Las Vegas to Mexico City was filled with ups and downs. Getting up at 4 am is never fun, but its not so bad when you're filled with anticipation of a new adventure. 

Plus, we expected to have little to no traffic to and at the airport. The drive wasn't at all bad, but I have no idea why the airport was so freaking crowded at 5:45 on a Wednesday morning. It was still dark out.

But American Airlines was very near the front of the departures area, so I was able to just jump out and get going. Huge thanks to Martha for giving me a ride at such an inconvenient hour. 


A very pleasant surprise awaited me at security, as the agent pointed out to me that I had TSA Pre-check on my boarding pass. It never occurred to me to check for that status, since I didn't realize that airlines could issue it to passengers.

That was a heavenly experience. I didn't have to take off my boots, sweater and scarf. Nor did I have to remove my laptop or liquids. I just walked up to the conveyor belt, put my bags on it, then walked through the metal detector.

Before my European trip in 2015, I had started apply for Global Entry, which is much the same, only even more convenient for international travel. But I didn't think I'd qualify. I don't remember the details, but I believe it had something to do with my having moved around so much for so many years.


My plane from Las Vegas left late, which was a little worrisome, because my connection in Los Angeles wasn't very long. But when I got off in LA, I literally walked one gate over and immediately boarded my next flight.

The flight from Vegas to LA, of course, is fairly short. The flight from LA to Mexico City was about 4 hours, but I watched the movie Arrival, and the time flew by. I landed in Mexico City in early afternoon to beautiful weather.

I had planned so well for my first couple of days, because I had never been to Mexico City before, and I have very little Spanish. That turned out not to be a problem. There always seems to be someone nearby who can speak English.

Which is not to say I didn't have problems. In fact, I seemed to have nothing but problems as soon as I left customs.


First, let me just say that I am trying to live without cell 
Mexico City Airport
Mexico City Airport
service. This is the complete opposite of when I went abroad for several months in 2015. That time, I unlocked everyone's phones and got SIM cards from 3 UK that we could use in almost all the countries we visited. And I kept my U.S. number to use when I got back.

This time, I closed the account with AT&T that I've had for pretty much as long as I've had cell phones. And I didn't even bring a phone with me, just my iPad mini. I downloaded offline maps, which is what I mainly wanted cell service for when traveling. I also brought my camera, which is the other thing I most used my phone for.

I won't be able to immediately post photos to Twitter or Instagram, or randomly check my email/social media from anywhere. But I think that will be a good thing. I will be experiencing my new surroundings without distractions except for specific times and places.

I can still talk and text in any number of ways, as long as I have wifi, and I didn't plan to spend a lot of time away from places which had wifi. Unfortunately, Mexico City's airport does not have wifi.

So when my debit card wasn't working at any of the ATMs I tried, there was no way I could call the bank to find out what the hell was going on. I have to admit, that gave me a moment of panic. But then I realized that I could just take the bus to my lodging and use the wifi there to call my bank.

Until I got to the ticket machine for the metrobus and found out it only took cash. So there I was, stuck at the airport, with no way to get cash, call my bank or buy a bus ticket.

I didn't even have U.S. dollars on me that I could have exchanged for cash to buy a bus ticket. Again, a moment of panic. Then I remembered that a taxi into the city center is less than $10. 

So I started walking back toward the authorized taxi desks, when I spotted an ATM that I didn't think I'd tried yet. Lo and behold, it was kind enough to start spitting pesos at me.

By now, I'd been walking up and down the airport for over half an hour. So I went right back to the metrobus machine and got my new card with plenty of credit to ride back and forth from the airport, plus get around town a bit.

But there were no signs for where to catch the bus. And I knew it was going to be at least a 30 minute ride, so I thought I should use the bathroom first. I spent another half hour looking for the bathroom and the bus stop.

Mexico City Airport Bathroom
Mexico City Airport's Hidden Bathrooms
The bathroom was hidden down a curved corridor with no signs on the main walkway to show where they are. You had to look down the hallway to see them. There were also no signs for the bus stop, I had to ask someone.

Finally, I was on my way into town. There was still plenty of daylight left, but my plans were completely shot to hell.


I had envisioned walking off the plane with my two little carry on bags, grabbing pesos from an ATM and a metrobus card, checking in just to dump my bags, then go out to eat and see a movie.

Yeah, that didn't happen.

I checked in, then walked up three flights of stairs to dump the bags I'd been hauling around the Mexico City airport. Thank God I'd decided to pack extra light, just my underseat suitcase and a not very big backpack.

The suitcase weighs 9.75 kilos, and the backpack 5 kilos, which is about 32.5 pounds between the two. In all of my planning, I'd forgotten to check if Mexico counts floors like Americans or Europeans. I didn't remember until the receptionist told me I'd be on the third floor...which I now know is like a 4th floor walkup.

But this is why I wanted to pack in two small bags. I like staying in old buildings, and I don't want to have to worry about whether they have elevators or not.

Anyway, it was almost 5 pm at this point and the movie was at 6. I could conceivably have grabbed a street taco and dashed over to the cinema that was a 20 minute walk away, but I was exhausted. Waking up at 4 am, then all the ups and downs, had sapped all my energy.

Beef Tacos $50 MXN
I walked a few blocks and got a filling plate of beef tacos that were nothing like what I imagined. A pile of soft taco shells topped with bland shredded beef was not helped much by the green pepper and onion added on the plate. 

The sauces, which did not make it into the photo, helped a bit. But nothing could do much for those pale sticks passing for french fries. The only saving grace was that the whole thing plus a soda only cost about $3.50, and there was a lot of it. But I need to start checking reviews.

The soft serve ice cream cone I got after dinner was not huge, but it was still a very nicely sized dessert for about 40 cents.


Mexico City
I got to see a little bit of the area, which was weirdly reminding me of New Orleans in certain places. Today, that feeling was even stronger, and I realized that it was actually reminding me of New Orleans from when I was a kid, before it got all prettied up.

There were men walking around in short sleeved white shirts with ties, others in suits getting their shoes shined on street corners. Parts of Mexico City make me feel like I'm caught in a time warp, and I'm not talking about the historic center.


My second day is going a little bit better. I enjoyed the breakfast that is included in the price of my room. Scrambled eggs with green peppers, fresh toast with butter and jam, fruit, coffee are all good. There is a big jug that dispenses both hot and cold filtered water, so I can fill both my water bottle and my tea mug.

However, I am not having any success so far finding a grocery store. My offline map gives me plenty of listings, but they are all turning out to be other types of retail establishments. Still, I'm pretty sure I can sort that out before too long. 

Benjamin Franklin Library Mexico City
Benjamin Franklin Library Mexico City
I did manage to find the Benjamin Franklin Library, which has fast wifi and outlets for my devices, so that I have a good place to work while I'm here. I understand that it's not far from the American Embassy, and I wonder if it is associated with the embassy in some way. 

There are two nice security guards in front, and a metal detector to walk through. Neither spoke any English, but they brought someone from inside who had more than enough to help me. Although when she asked if I had any guns in my bags, I had to laugh. 

She thought she'd gotten the word wrong, but I told her no, I had no guns or any other weapons. It's about a 40 minute walk from where I'm staying. Or, at least, it's a 40 minute walk if you don't stop halfway over to buy 4 big churros for about a dollar.

But when they give you an extra churro because the wait is so long, it's kind of hard to resist stopping. I'm going to have to either take a different route or treat that place like I did Cafe du Monde when I was living in the French Quarter, and just not bring any cash with me when I go to the library.


Oh, and it turns out that the cinema where I thought the English language movies were available was not the right one, after all. So I would not have gotten to see the movie my first night even if all had gone according to plan.

The right theater is actually located just a few blocks from the library. So I can reward myself with a movie after putting in a bit of work. Tomorrow I'll nail down a grocery store, and then I should be set.

But this is why I'm going with slower travel now. A stressful travel experience carries a lot more weight when you are in a location for only a few days. I'm going to be here for at least a week, possibly three or more, so that stressful hour yesterday which seemed to last forever will be barely a blip on my time in Mexico City.