Welcome to my new series! Worth Your Time will be an ongoing series on Finding Normal highlighting activities, sights, experiences, and eats in Mexico City that may not make it into a larger post, but are still 100% worth adding to your itinerary. These quick, and easy to read posts will provide you the basics; What, Where, When, How Much, plus a few of my personal tips in order to help make your planning as easy as possible.
So let's jump in!
I love markets. Food markets, craft markets, art markets; you name it and I'm there, so I'm a kid in a candy store in Mexico City where you can't walk more than a few blocks without finding yourself in the middle of colorful stalls selling everything from cell phone cases to delicious street food. When our lease signing and moving plans fell through this past Saturday (don't worry, we are signing later this week), we decided to turn lemons into lemonade and spend the day in the San Ángel neighborhood exploring their well-known Bazaar Sábado, with a brief stop at the Museo Casa Estudio Diego Rivera y Frida Kahlo.
One of the biggest benefits of moving abroad is the opportunity to explore a new city, and country in an intentional and in-depth way. I can't wait to start traveling around Mexico, but for now, we're excited to see, eat, and do everything we can in our new home. Mexico City itself has roughly 922 square miles of space for us to discover, which is almost double the size of NYC. During the week David goes to work, and I go to school, but we are already taking advantage of each weekend to start working through our ever expanding To Do List. If you want ideas for your next Mexico City visit, or are just curious about a typical weekend for us, keep reading for a glimpse into our most recent 24 hours.
Mexico City is packed with beautiful architecture, important museums, delicious food, and cultural traditions dating back hundreds of years, but this week I left all of that behind and instead turned my sights to one of my favorite places, Costco. Early on in our life adventure research, I learned that Costco existed in Mexico City, which only made our move here more appealing. I am by no means a weekly Costco shopper. We are only two people, and live in small urban spaces, but a few times a year I love sampling my way through the aisles, stocking up on a few favorites, and ending with a gigantic plastic cup of vanilla chocolate swirl froyo.
Lo siento, yo no hablo español.
Quiero un Americano con leche light, por favor.
This is just about the extent of my Spanish right now, so I've been pretty amazed at how much I've been able to accomplish on my own in just over a week. This is in large part due to the friendliness and understanding of everyone I come into contact with, but it's also because, as humans, we can communicate more than we think without spoken language. Something we don't realize until forced into situations where we don't speak the language. Three separate interactions highlighted this for me just yesterday.
Walking enthusiast, and kitchen experimenter currently living out my dream in Mexico City, Mexico.
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