Our last day in Mexico started early. The school where we had painted the mural two weeks ago had understood that it wasn’t finished yet and we would come back, so this is what we did. We were there at 8:30 and spontaneously decided what to do. In the end we added “energetic” lines of points, uniting the animals.
We finished around 11:30 and walked to the neighborhood of San Angel, where we took a look at the richer houses and colonial architecture, finished off by visiting a Hacienda. Haciendas are very big houses of rich Spaniards from the time of the colonialization. The patios and gardens were stunning, full of beautiful plants, the buildings colorful and harmonious. We stepped in for a drink and were treated like kings and queens. Until 2 years ago, it was still forbidden to enter without a suit and nowadays you still have two waiters at your permanent attention. I especially liked the extremely perfect garden.
After this, we went on towards the workshop of Diego Rivera which is a museum now. It was beautiful too. An impressive Bauhaus-like architecture created the perfect environment for Diego’s (and Frida’s) work. The windows and walls were designed and painted in a way that the light would always beautifully paint the inside of the houses.
From this point on the day started declining for me. It was 4 pm and we hadn’t eaten since 7 in the morning and I started to feel pretty shitty so I went home and had some food and a nap.
When I woke up, my friends and a few friends of Esmeralda came home with lots of beer and settled in the living room. Until 10, it got more and more people and at some point I went to bed – I still felt under the weather and a night of not sleeping and intense passive smoking before a 30-hour trip is not really my thing anyway.
Even though this was not the perfect ending for me, the journey to Mexico has been a pretty cool experience overall. This is a very interesting country with lots of stuff to discover and I haven’t even seen 2% of everything there is to see and live. Some of the things we did here, I would change or do differently, others were perfect as they were, but this is normal when travelling, especially here in Mexico: Not everything is good, not everything is bad, you get what you get, and everything is part of life.
