Last night I got back to the hostel from one of the most amazing day trips ever. That wasn’t why I got my travel mojo back but it sure did help. I’ll share that story soon I promise, because I can’t believe I did what I did & no it wasn’t XXX. Anyway after an amazing day I got back to the hostel and I wasn’t sure if I should stay another night in Queretaro or move on to Mexico City. I laid in bed and knew I wanted the extra day in Queretaro to really do nothing, but knew my heart wanted to be in Mexico City already.
Mexico City is a city I have been wanting to visit all my life. I had seen it a million times in the million TvNovelas I used to watch as a kid growing up at home. I stayed up last night trying to figure out where I was going to stay and even though I knew Mexico City is one of the largest cities in the world… I honestly had no clue it was so huge until it came time to book a fucking hostel. So yeah after searching and trying to figure out what would be best I decided to book a hostel in the dead center of the city. Since I arrived to Mexico not once have I booked a bus ticket in advance. I have just showed up at the bus station and asked for the next bus to wherever I am going and well that has worked just fine for me so was going to do that again to get to Mexico City.
I woke up exhausted like always not wanting to get out of bed regardless of getting 8 hours of sleep, but was ready to get going. I had packed my bags the night before so just rolled out washed my face, brushed my teeth and wanted just the damn banana from the crappy breakfast the hostel gave for free for staying there. I asked the hostel to call a taxi for me, because I didn’t want to walk a few blocks to the bus stop and take the bus to the bus station. I have done that enough already that it gets old quickly…jajaja! So I made it to the bus station and walked in.
“Sir…sir… sir where are you going?”
Asked a ton of people, but I walk straight to my preferred Mexican Bus Line “Primera Plus”… and ask for ticket to Mexico City.
“Okay yes sir & what bus station would you like to go to in Mexico City?”
“Uhhh, I have no clue… I just know I need to get to El Zocalo (the center of the city).”
“Okay you can take the next bus that leaves in 15 minutes that will take you to the North Terminal Bus Station.”
I have a face of okay I hope I can figure out how to get to my hostel from there & buy the ticket anyway.
The bus gets going and seriously the buses in Mexico are just so damn fucking amazing. You get your own headphones and can watch whatever movie they are playing or listen to music. I always prefer to listen to music and in my head I keep going “EEEEEEEEeeeeee I’m going to El DF!!!”…. I put my head set on & bam… I’m brought back to reality. I’m on a spanish station that is playing a song I literally listened to on repeat while I was working in Houston. The song is “Te Amo (Para Siempre)” (I love you forever) by Intocable. It’s a song that says… “I wish I was with you to tell you how much I love you. I wish I could see you if even for a few moments to tell you how important you are to my life. I want you to know you are always on my mind and I’m dying for the day I’m back with you to tell you… that I love the way you look at me and that you’re the one I love” Oh & it goes on and on… it’s so damn beautiful seriously click the link and listen to it. It’s a link to a video with the English translation. So yeah it came on and no joke I got tears in my eyes because of course… that’s my biggest battle in life at the moment. As soon as it was over I tell my self to get over it & move on because because apparently he has too. I wipe my tears off and in my head yell… “EEEEEeeeeee I’m going to El DF!!!!”.
3 hours later I arrive to Mexico City… my heart is going crazy, because I have no clue what to expect. I get off the bus walk into the terminal and lord PEOPLE EVERYWHERE… so many people. I see a sign that says “Bienvenidos a La Ciudad de Mexico” and as I reach to pull out my iPod to snap a quick picture of it all I hear is “TAXI… TAXI… TAXI” from a what feels like a million taxi drivers. For some reason that small moment took me back to all the times I arrived in Cairo and the same thing would happen. So I carried on and didn’t take the photo. I asked security where I could find the subway and she told me “straight ahead” I find it and my heart can’t stop beating fast full of excitement and adrenaline and at the same time horror, because I’m in a new city, a massive fucking city that I have heard my whole life is also very dangerous. I arrive to the subway pay the 5 pesos to get the ticket and then spend a few minutes looking at the subway map. Every time I look at a subway map of any city I laugh in my head and remember the first time I arrived in Paris where I had no clue how to read a fucking subway map (hey we don’t have it Houston) and now I’m a pro at it and love cities with subways because I use the shit out of them. Anyway I see it’ a bit far and 3 line changes, but I can handle it… or so I think!
Inside of the Subway. Couldn’t get a clear shot because it was moving.
I have both my backpacks with me and it’s a mission to get in. It’s people pushing people in and out and people every where. Again I have flash back to fucking Cairo, because this is how it is there too. Anyway I’m finally on and good to go, but know I have to do this 2 more times at all my damn line changes. In the end I make it to the Zocalo and I still can’t stop smiling… I’m so fucking excited it’s crazy. As I look for the right exit “La Catedral” I stop and just look around and tell my self “Jaime you are finally in Mexico City. This is what you needed to get your travel mojo back… to arrive in a city you’ve been wanting to explore for ages.” I find my exit and as I step out and see La Catedral for the first time in person. A sight I have seen time and time again through out my life… I stop in the middle of the stairs and snap a photo of it.
La Catedral de Mexico
As I do again I am jumping for joy inside and continue walking. Then it happens I see someone with a McDonalds Happy Meal box in their hand and I’m reminded that I have been craving McDonalds for a while. I continue walking and make it to my hostel… safe and sound. I literally unpack… lay in bed for a bit and get going. The first thing I do is find a McDonalds and have a Big Mac meal. Yes I know fucking stupid that I’m in Mexico City and the first thing I eat is McDonalds. Here’s why though… it’s because I have already been in Mexico almost 2 months and seriously have had just about all the Mexican I can have and wanted some comfort food. So can care less what anyone will think I loved it and enjoyed it and now that I had it it’s out of the way and I can continue enjoying all the amazing Mexican food this city has to offer.
I spend the rest of the day walking around the city and with my heart going “EEEEEeeeeeeeee” and in complete awe of the city. For some reason it reminds me of New York City, but also Cairo. I don’t know it’s strange, but it does. Maybe I could write about that later.
The Latino Americana tower at the end of Avenida Hidalgo.
As the day is drifting into darkness I can feel a storm brewing and know I need to head back to my hostel before it starts raining. I hop on the metro and make my way right back to my hostel. Ahh that feeling you get when you know how to navigate a new cities subway system is just amazing. It makes you feel like you can go anywhere and never get lost jaja.
I arrive at the hostel and am just all smiles and so excited to actually plan and research what I am going to see in this massive city. I’m reignited with that feeling of being an explorer of a city I know nothing of. I had been enjoying it previously as I explored other cities in Mexico before arriving to El DF, but this one is the one that made me get out of my damn funk and realize that what I am doing is actually amazing and that I need to make the most of it. I have told my self I am going to let things be… move on from the problems I feel I have and enjoy what I am doing. When the day comes I’ll deal with that problem I have (you know my broken heart) and face it then. Until then… I’m on the road baby and so fucking excited to be out here exploring more of Mexico and soon South America!!!
I apologize for not blogging much again, but I have honestly been enjoying not having to worry about it. I have been updating my Instagram account with several pictures a day so please follow me there for more updates. Now that I’m out of my funk I think I will be blogging a bit more. We’ll see though because I love not worrying about it and not knowing what day of the week it is jajaja!!! Anyway….
EEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee I got my travel mojo back!!!