Facepalm! Have you ever seen a traffic signal that facepalms! It is so millennial. Often walking around Mexico City I feel it is a bit like walking around New York City. People are on the move here. And due to traffic and "Mexican Time" they are also likely late. You better make sure your body is moving at the pace everyone else is or you are just going to annoy everyone around you. Once you have bobbed and weaved your way around the slow pokes looking at their phone or the dog walker with 15 dogs, you might find yourself at a red crossing signal impeding your progress forward.
Every morning with my two kids and dog in tow, with seconds to spare before I will be forced to do "the signature of shame" in the tardy book, I look up at this man tapping his toe and hitting himself in the face and I have to laugh. He gets me and how I feel in that exact moment! He understands my most private thoughts and feelings. Why did I press snooze? Why did I not get the uniforms dried on time? Why did my daughter decide to refuse her go to breakfast this morning? Why did my son forget his homework on the way out the door? Who in God's name put the dog's leash in the bathroom? Why did the neighbor hold up the elevator at her floor? And why didn't we make this light? In my mind I am also impatiently tapping my toe and slapping myself in the forehead right along with him. I love him.
In Love & Tacos
Can you hear it? You can hear the jingle now, can't you? Avocados from Mexico! Well there you have them. Perfect little green, nutrition-packed pods from heaven. I do not claim to be a food blogger because there are lots of people with lots more food credentials and many who focus solely on all the incredible elements of Mexican food. But I happened upon this mountain of the green goodness, and I had to stop and take the picture. They say you are what you eat, so if I just so happen to need a doctor to slice me open one day, they might find something like that pictured above. Just as you would assume, one of the best things about living anywhere in Mexico is the local markets. I have been to plenty. They are teeming with energy and engage your every sense. The colors, the smells, the flavors, the sounds. It is an all immersive experience that everyone should have once. As it turns out there is one that pops up in our neighborhood every Saturday and we didn't even know it after 6 months living here. We were walking to take our kids to their favorite park last Saturday morning and there it was. Well we couldn't resit, and even with no planned market run, we walked out of there with mangos, grapes, apricots, local artisan purses, obleas, algerias, tlacoyos, and some Peach "O" Gummies. You can be sure we will be returning here A LOT! This one happens every Saturday starting around 8:30am at the edge of Lincoln Park in Polanco at the corner of Calle Aristoteles & Calle Emilio Castelar. Come visit and you too might walk away with a new shirt, fresh honey, a dog food bowl and some avocados (you know kinda like going to Target, but better!)
In Love & Tacos
Rants of a Diplomat's Wife
Hola, I am an American married to a Mexican Diplomat. I am on my 3rd post as a trailing spouse. The first two posts I joined were in the US, and in July 2018 we moved to Mexico City. Maybe it was the fact that I was pumping out my diplo-babies, or maybe I didn't think anyone would be interested in diplomatic life at my US posts, but I didn't blog then. Now I am in Mexico, and perhaps you might find it interesting to know what life is like here. This is where I share my adventures and thoughts at my current post.