SOUTH AMERICA

One Week in Mexico City - An authentic experience

It’s sad to agree, that I grew up with movies and music clips, telling me how Mexico is supposed to look like. I’ve always been highly intrigued by the mexican culture, curious about their cuisine, and kinda liked some of the mexican music. Until recently I had no clue about Mexico City, however I was convinced that culturaly-wise it would easily beat Cancun, Tijuana or any other major tourist spot in México.

I still remember how amazed I was, when I was visiting San Francisco in 2015, and showing up at the concert of the band “Big big love”, who were based in Mexico City. An amazing concert, I was blown away. And still they didn’t sound like a traditional marriachi band or gangster rap music. The Mission district in San Francisco is also heavily influenced by the latino culture.

Getting my 4th tattoo by Indio Reyes, a tattoo artist from Guadalajara (after 10 years I finally figured out how to pronounce the name correctly), will always remain a great memory. During the tattoo session we were chatting about mexican gangster movies, and he told me his personal experiences of the rough life in Mexico.

And still …. I’d never had a clue what was going on in Mexico. Is Mexico really that rough? Is it as dangerous as pictured in the movies?

Prior my departure, people from work, were asking me, what the hell I was supposed to do in Mexico City for a week. That I should watch my back every second, and I should avoid to get into trouble. Super annoying…

Long story, cut short…. Mexico City was worth the trip! Every single day was quite unique, and we didn’t fell bored, even after 7 days.


Foreword.

The only thing that kind of bothered me, was the fact, that I didn’t want to attract the attention of the locals with my camera. As a foreigner, depending where you are visiting in Mexico, you’re the Gringo. The Gringo is supposed to carry the money, and living a wealthy life.

The locals at the Taco booth, are working their ass off, preparing the most delicious tacos, for less than a dollar. So in my own opinion, it wouldn’t be welcoming or fair, if I would stick my camera in front of their nose, and doing my thing with my photo-gear… I would have loved to take more shots, more clips…however out of respect, I stayed in stealth mode during this trip to avoid any trouble with my camera.

Tepito on the first day.

We were staying at City Centro Hotel, which was a pretty cool hotel. It was mixture of art house meets gothic church. Definitely a must-stay for people who like to take fancy photos of the hotel or portraits of their loved ones. The decor and the light was perfect for photo shootings.

The location was perfect as well, as it was in the very center of the historical district, just minutes away from Zacalõ.

Like already mentioned, we didn’t know much about the city. So after leaving the hotel on the first morning, we went to the world famous main square called Zacalo, and went to El Cardenal for breakfast. We didn’t expect something as fancy… we were threated like kings & queens. We paid for a fullbreakfast for 2 people in a fancy place 15$. And their housemade chocolate milk was the best I ever had.

After breakfast, we blindly walked up north, through the colorful alleys and followed the street markets along the way. While walking through the middle of the markets, an older lady pushed me, and showed me with her hand to hide my camera, that was hanging down my shoulder. Without understanding her words, she made me aware that it wouldn’t be the best place to show off a camera.

Minutes later I checked google maps, and I figured out, that we landed in Tepito. I’ve read about that neighbourhood, before making the trip, as I was intrigued to visit it, because it was known for being one of the roughest neighbourhoods in the City of Mexico. Tepito is also called “Barrio Bravo”, translated it means “the brave hood”. I was glad that we made it to Tepito, but on the other side, I also hesitated to take photos of people. After walking through the markets of the “barrio bravo”, we felt more and more relaxed, as the locals were rather kind and welcoming. We had some fresh fruits, a taco, some drinks.. spent some pesos on stuff, no one needs… and we felt happy to be in Mexico.

The markets are like a maze… they are endless, and it’s pretty hard to find your way out of it. As we managed to get out of Tepito, we discovered two more markets.

Our first day consisted of markets, fresh fruits and tacos. Not too bad.

Was Tepito rough ? Nope, not during the day…
Would I recommend it? Yes.
Would I go back after 10pm? Nope.

Markets, Markets, Markets…

When you think you’ve seen it all before, Mexico City definitely breaks the records of street markets, they are numerous, they are endless, and they are just anywhere. The first one we visited was "Mercado de Artesanías La Ciudadela”, a local market where they sell all kind of crafts and clothes. A paradise of souvenir shops. We easily lost track of time and spent more than 3 hours.

  • La Merced Mercado

  • Tepito Mercado

  • Coyoacan Mercado

These 3 were among the ones we visited. And they were huge.. we mostly got lost. Never the less, each of them were fun to visit, mainly because you’re trying every time to discover a hidden gem to buy among all the stalls. They sell everything from clothes to lucha libre masks, from fruits to savoury tacos, from animals to meat, from booze to juices… there’s nothing you can’t find at the “mercado”.

Lively during the day, dead at night.

We arrived around 11pm in Mexico city. After passing the customs and immigration, it only took us 15-18 minutes to reach downtown, we were surprise how deserted and dark the alleys were. Our taxi driver had a hard time finding the hotel, … most parts of the streets were literally dead, there wasn’t a soul out there.

The next morning as we were leaving the hotel at 9 am, the streets carried some moving early birds, but still not the busy life that we expected in Mexico. Passing 11 o’clock, the city exploded. You had to wait in line to get a juice or a taco at your favorite street food-booth. The sidewalks were full of people… this went on til around 7 or 8 pm, and then everybody seemed to vanish. This was pretty unusual for a big city.

Depending on the area, the park next to the “palacio postal” was always busy, even until very late at night. The main pedestrian shopping street next to Zacalò was also very busy until midnight. However most of the restaurants or mobile taquerias started shutting their business between 9 and 10 pm. It wasn’t like in Asia, were night markets attract the crowds until passed midnight… Numerous times we had a hard time finding food, if we wouldn’t leave early enough for dinner.

The weekend was different obviously. Mexico City seemed way more busy on a Friday or Saturday night.

UBER, über alles...

The good thing about Mexico City, there’s a free-wifi-spot almost around every main crossing or corner. Is it any beneficial to your instagram addiciton…nope, but it’s very helpful to call an UBER without having a local data simcard on your phone. Once you requested an UBER, you’re good to go. You don’t need any internet connection after the driver has picked you up. Later when you turn back to your hotel, you can add any tip to the fares if you feel like.

One day we requested an UBER from the historical district to the Floating Gardens of Xochimilco. It took us 50 minutes to reach it, and we only paid 12$. The fare to the airport would be 7-8 $ depending on the time you’re requesting the ride.

This means, UBER makes your life easier in Mexico, and you don’t need a sim card to use it.
Just as a side notice… almost none of the drivers spoke a word of English.


Floating Gardens of Xochimilco

It sounds weird, driving for 50 minutes in car to jump on a colorful boat, to float down a canal. But the experience was quite satisfying. As it was kind of different than the Allepey Backwaters that we experienced in India or the Bangkok river floats. What made it different in Mexico? Obviously the shape and the colors of the boats… they had a unique design we haven’t witnessed before.

The coolest part I guess, were the Marriacchis literally jumping onto your boat and playing mexican folk music, all dressed up in their beautiful Mexican tuxedos. They would play a song for 6-7$, as a group of 5-6 musicians. Sadly our musicians were playing right next to our boat.

We were one of the few tourists on the floating boats. Many mexican people were renting the boat for a 2 hour ride, and they would bring their own food or booze, and have a proper lunch with their closed ones. All the people were having a hell of a time…eating, singing and even dancing on the boat. The one hour tour would cost 500 pesos (25$ per boat). So splitting it by 4-6 people, gets you a pretty fair deal for 120 minutes of a hell of a time.

Nature wise it’s less impressive than the backwaters in India, however compared to Bangkok, it’s definitely nicer (and cleaner), however the presence of the temples in Bangkok made it all worth it again.



The Mexico City experience

What are the absolute must-sees in the city? Well you can’t compare Mexico City to New York, San Francisco or Los Angeles… but you could rather compare it to an amazing European capital city. It’s not the major tourists spots that are crazy interesting in CDMX, but rather the diversity of the city.

Every neighbourhood, kinda looks the same, but still different and unique at the same time. Each block of the city has its own kind of shops. One whole area is mainly selling music equipment, so consider it to be very loud and noisy. The following neighborhood, would mainly sell bathroom equipment, less crowded and a lot calmer. The hood before that, would mainly sell art-tools like paper, colors and brushes.

The shops will change from area to area, and so do the murals (street art) and people on the street.

In every area, you will find something that might catch your interest; be it a cool bar, a unique restaurant, a popular taco-truck, a park… there’s always something to do, where ever you’re walking.

This would one of our typical daytime routines:

  • we get out of the hotel, walk towards Zacalo. On the way there’s an amazing bakery Pasteleria Ideal, that works as a self-service and offers a wide diversity of pastries. After getting some sweets, next stop would be a take away coffee, from one of the many coffee shops (coffee was mostly good!)

  • walking towards the San Juan Market, we would have many options for a juice, fresh fruits, or just any kind of food. In front of the San Juan Market, there was the Fatasma Taco truck, where you could meet and greet a well know luchador (wrestler), who was always wearing his lucha libre mask.

  • walking east, you would make it to the barrio chino (chinatown) and move on to the very top of the Torre Latinoamericana (the top deck of a sky scraper).

  • walking up north you could check out one of the mercados, pass the Mexico Arena of the main wrestling stadium and move on to the shopping Area of ROMA (north or south)

Any directions you turn, there are always many options to check out. Shopping wise you can get anything you want, it feels pretty much like the US. And the look of the streets reminded so many time about LA.

LUCHA LIBRE on a Friday night.

Watching a mexican wrestling show, called Lucha Libre, was definitely on my to-do list, or maybe even on a bucket-list. We’ve all seen it on tv, Nacho Libre happened to be an epic comedy about the lucha, however none of my friends has ever been to a wrestling show.

Twice or sometimes even three times a week, you get the chance to enjoy the entertainment at the “Arena Mexico”. You can buy the tickets right in front of the arena, and the price range varey from 10-40$. We took the mid price ticket, which was around 20$. Our daughter didn’t have to pay for the entrance. And we managed to get a great view in the 8th or 9th row, in front of the ring.

Even though I’m so not a fan of american wrestling shows, Lucha Libre turned out to be really cool, and very impressive. The athletes put on such an amazing show, that it’s really hard to believe, that it’s just a show, and not a real fight. In my opinion, the mexican wrestlers are way more athletic and acrobatic than their american colleagues.

After entering the arena, an older gentleman lead us to our seat, and obviously he asked for a tip, and he wouldn’t leave until you handed him some pesos. Buying a soda, the seller, who was standing in-between the rows, told you “here's your change, and the 1$ is for me”, they took the tip without even asking. We didn’t care at all, but some tourists got really pissed, as you’re just “another gringo” with money for them.

The show was worth every pesos. Sadly we didn’t stay until the end, because our 11 months old daughter, was less fascinated by the show than we were. Outside the arena they sold all kinds of lucha merchandise. You’ get a shirt for 8$, a lot less than in a shop.

Definitely a night to remember!


Last hours in Mexico City

So after having visited most of our hotspots on our wishlist, we visited the colorful kiosk "Alameda de Santa María”, located a short taxi ride away from the city center. The kiosk is part of the Alameda Park. It’s a peaceful area, nothing to exciting, but definitely a cool spot to take some photos of your family or friends. The details, patterns, and colors of the construction are quite impressive.

Following the visit to the park, we were looking forward to witness the incredible library “Biblioteca Vasconcelos”. The inside of the building, considering what we’ve read and seen online, looks like a highly modern building taken out from a sci-fi movie. Sadly due to the pandemic, the library was temporary closed.

We’ve seen a lot of things in Mexico’s capital. I’m pretty sure that we haven’t seen it all. However as we were traveling with a one year old baby, we were glad that we could enjoy all these beautiful places, with summerish temperatures during the day, great food, and millions of colors around us.

We decided that we would make it back next year, and hopefully our daughter will be more cooperative with longer drives, as we would opt for a roadtrip. Mexico we really liked you!



























10 days in Curacao (The dutch Caribbean)

After a couple Europe trips, and following the 18 months of pandemic restrictions, we finally managed to get out of Europe for the first time. Aiming for a specific country wasn’t that easy, as the individual Covid rules were changing daily from country to country. Something that was legal this week, could have become illegal the following week.

Thailand wasn’t open yet for tourism, except Phuket. Same counts for the U.S . Infections were on the rise in Columbia and Mexico. There wasn’t a real safe zone that could promise safe holidays without a hassle.

Curaçao popped up; the infection curve was quite low, and the allowance for vaccinated travelers made it easy to visit the country. All we needed was a PCR-test, and a travel insurance (due to covid). On the 3rd day, we would have to undergo another Antigen-Test in Curacao for 20 us$. Everything turned out just fine. We made it to the Caribbean !


After passing the usual business upon arrival at the airport (a local simcard was 50$), we stepped outside the arrival hall, and noticed the dutch language among the locals chitchatting with the tourists. American fastfood stores were decorating the first sights on the island.

The taxi driver, was a bulky bald guy, with a suntan and a dutch english accent. He reminded me so much of the dutch legendary fighter Bas Rutten. Curaçao seemed to be a big melting pot of the european and african culture.

Sadly during our taxi ride (which was 40$ to get to the city center of Willemstad) we were told, that the government imposed another curfew, starting at midnight. The shops had to close at 18:00h (6pm). Restaurants could remain open until 23:00 (11pm).

While choosing between Aruba and Curacao, we went for Curacao partially as it was supposed to have less restrictions. But I think in the end it was coping with the same pandemic restrictions as Aruba.


Willemstad.

After checking in at the Saint Tropez Hotel at around 9pm, we decided to have a walk, to see what the streets would be like around our accomodation. That first night we noticed that actually not much was going on. For a travel destination, and by the way, not a cheap one, the city was literally dead at night.

All the menus and signs were written in english and dutch. Prices were shown in “guilders” and US-dollars. You could pay in both currency. (1$ = 2 guilders).

We decided to split our stay at two different hotels during our 10 day stay on the island. Willemstad seemed to be the busiest city, other areas were rather known for its fancy resorts. During the following days, it turned out that our expectations of the city center slightly differed from what was actually happening.

Don’t get me wrong, the neighbourhoods are kinda unique, colorful houses with a tiny touch of Cuba, mixed with the architecture of the Netherlands. Some restaurants and bars are bordering with the sea, which comes with a splending view while enjoying your order. There were a couple of palmtrees spread out through out the city, that would give you a caribbean feel. Some parts of the city were pretty indeed.

On the other hand, at the most famous pedestrian bridge, Queen Emma Bridge, the luxurious stores, Rolex, Panerai, Tudor, ..were lined up, to decorate the most popular colored houses of the city. There was this weird contrast between poverty and luxury, nothing was left inbetween both ends. And you could feel that as a tourist, walking around with your camera on the back, and the locals staring at you while smoking a cigarette or sharing a cheap drink.

As for myself I missed the african/caribbean influence in the streets of Willemstad. It felt so heavily european. And it was supposed to please the tourists. Fancy dining places, luxurious hotels. Half alive in the morning, and dead at night (obviously due to the pandemic).

The restaurants were rather flashy, knowing that the locals don’t make the kind of money, the “white tourists” are bringing money to the island. Nothing was cheap. Expect to pay 30$ for a meal at a restaurant, 10-12$ for a drink. Some nights we ended up paying 100$ for 2 people, with only one drink (no bottle).

We managed to visit Plasa Bieu a couple of times. Plasa Bieu was a local foodcourt, where the citizens of Willemstad went for lunch. The place opened at 11:00 and closed its doors when the food was sold out (around 3 or 4 pm). It was the only kind of authentic food place that we discovered in Willemstad. Even there you had to pay 8-12$ for an average dish: rice, beans and meet or fish. They served it in paper boxes or paper plates. I loved it, as it felt less flashy than its surrounding restaurants.

Willemstad didn’t have much to offer, Queen Emma bridge, the colorful houses, a handful of very uninteresting shops, 2 neighbourhoods (Otrobanda & Punda). You could go for the aquarium and the “blue curacao” liquor factory. However it all looked super dull online, that we didn’t do the tour.

There was a daily market, which we visited a couple of times in the morning, as it was one of the few places that felt curacao-ish. Locals selling their crafts and homemade products for cheap money. It reminded us of the night markets in asia, kind of… but still not comparable with their huge markets.

South of Willemstad, we spent half a day at Mambo Beach, which is a man-made beach with sand, huts and palmtrees. Actually it’s worth to spend some time there, especially with kids. Mambo beach, hosts many shops and beach bars, and is definitely up to entertain the tourists. We enjoyed our visit.

Certainly the main city isn’t culturally on top, however you can find some delicious options, to spend your money. We loved Kome & Roast Cannibal Rumbar. The last one offers all kinds of foods, despite its carnivorish name. The staff of “Roast” was super friendly and offered us the best service. Without a doubt a fine dining spot!

The island & beach hopping.

You get can the full blast experience of Willemstad within two whole days. There’s really not that much to enjoy in the main city. Get a car and witness what Curacao is famous for, its blue shiny coves. We managed to see a handful of beaches:

  • Playa Fort

  • Playa Lagun

  • Playa Kenepa (Grote Knip)

  • Playa Jeremi

  • Playa Grandi

  • Porto Marie

  • Mambo Beach

To be honest, I’m not a beach bum. I could survive a trip for not getting a sun tan, however I do really love the sea, and be in the water. So we had couple of joyful mornings drive across the green island, to do some snorkeling in the clearest waters. The photos speak for themselves. I can’t deny the beauty of Curacao’s beaches.

The downside would have been the hundreds of dutch tourists. Barely no locals were visiting the beaches, except on our last morning in Lagun Beach, where a group of “Curacaoans” were enjoying themselves in the shadow under a palmtree, dancing, twerking and having a good laugh. All the tourists on the beach, including us, really enjoyed their presence, as it made the beach day more authentic. That’s actually what I expected on the island: rum, dancing, loud latin/african music, and lots of laughter.

Our favorites must have been Playa Lagun, for its cosiness, and Playa Kenepa for it’s wide angled view from above the entrance to the beach.

Snorkeling was kinda fun at any beach. We were lucky to meet a turtle underwater, while snorkeling far away from the tourist crowds. It’s was one single water turtle, but we were the only ones spending time with the animal. Definitely one of my highlights at the beach.

Expect to drive 30-45 minutes to reach most of the beaches and coves. The route isn’t very entertaining, you will get short instant scenic sights, but most views are just about the green plains of the island. On the way to the beach, there are two main spots where you can observe the pink flamingos. As they live free in a natural environment, you are just able to take photos from a certain distance. Nice to see, but don’t expect too much of an experience.


Bring drinks and food as well! Only a few beaches have a bar. As the temperatures tend to get very high around noon, it would feel like a torture to not hydrate yourself. Obviously if you fancy an umbrella or a sun-bed you gotta pay 10-12$.


Local life.

What I actually missed during this trip, was the interraction with local people. We only shared some small talk with waitresses or the women at the marked, where we spent our money. I can’t tell if the curacao people were rather reserved, or due to the pandemic, that the whole city was in a slow motion mode.

The only communication happened when we had to spent some money. Some people consider their experience as a paradise on earth, because of the wonderful beaches, however this wasn’t the case for myself.

The covid pandemic definitely hit the whole world right in its hard. And the poorer countries are without a doubt struggling a lot more with their weaker economy. On our last two nights, the streets got pretty busy for a couple of hours, and I can imagine that pre-covid, Curacao could have been a lot nicer. However as already mentioned, outside of Willemstad, there’s really nothing to experience except raw nature without its people.

As for myself I enjoyed the strolls through the neighborhood, as it didn’t feel like being in a dutch city. The wooden houses and the colors were rather on the caribbean flair.

It definitely felt great to be far away from home again, after being attached to the closer countries for more than a year. I expected Curaçao to be a little more of an eye-opener. This wasn’t the case for my own personal preference. However I will just stop complaining about it.

We had a lovely time with our daughter, who was discovering the waves and the dips into clear blueish water. This would count for me as well. I learned that there’s a language called “papiamento” out there. Blue Curacao (the liquor) is way overrated or underrated…from now on the blue colored cocktails will always remind me of the beautiful coves of Curaçao.

(This beautiful coctail, was served at the restaurant “BALI”, which serves thai and indonesian food. Definitely a recommandation, as we were blown away by their padthai.)