After more than two years of insistence I finally took the plunge to travel to Mexico to visit the birthplace of my best friend. I am still not sure what took me so long to agree, but I was thrilled to experience a complete immersion into the beauty, design, history, revolutionary outlook and deep-seeded emotional and cultural melting pot of Mexico DF.
With an absence of middle class, there is only the wealthiest of wealthy and the poorest of poor. Yet the cultural richness, wealth and intensity of this incredible place cannot be put in a box. Much like the people we met and places we visited, my sense of Mexico is one of an incredibly proud country, of immense beliefs, culture and commitment to retaining the richness of history. Many others could learn many things from this incredible place. One memorable day trip was to the borough of Xochimilco - a remaining remnant of the city when it was navigated via lakes and canals: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xochimilco . The afternoon spent floating on a river boat, steered by a young local who knew the meandering, gentle tidal waters well. Entertained by floating mariachi bands and dining on quesadillas made by a neighboring vendor, washed down with the nation's cerveza, the sun's rays replaced by looming thunder clouds and we returned to shore, sun kissed and relaxed.