Tag: art

miami | usa

travel October 5, 2014

It was a bitter sweet moment leaving Mexico, but was met in Miami by one of the nicest immigration officers ever and of course one of the most awesome gringos the USA has to offer.

I was treated to the ultimate American experience full of tex mex, burgers and beer; loud music, crazy massive clubs and free champagne; deco bikes, kayaks and beaches; the best weather, best sunsets and the best company possible! I flew home from Miami feeling browner, even more relaxed and ready to see my fantastic friends back home in Melbourne.

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mexico city again | mexico

travel October 4, 2014

I loved flying in and out of Mexico City – It is one of those places that looks amazing from above. At night time it is covered in a seemingly endless blanket of lights, and during the day is a grey backdrop with every possible colour under the sun scattered throughout. It had also began to give me the same feeling as when flying into Wellington and Melbourne – knowing that this was a place that I could always come back to and feel welcomed.

During my time there I had been treated like part of the family, and the longer I was there, the more I wanted to experience and see. I felt that there was not enough time left to do all I wanted to and as my list kept growing I knew that I would just have to come back again – to another place to call home.

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oaxaca | mexico

travel October 1, 2014

Even before arriving, I knew that Oaxaca was the best place for me to be in after farwelling mi amigo and starting off again on my own. I had chosen to stay here well before arriving in Mexico because it was a known heaven of four of my favourite things – food, chocolate, art and culture. I had given myself 5 days to explore – I enjoyed the festivities over the semana santa, I worked my way through my list of all the best foods that were on offer, I sampled mezcal with my newly made friends, I wandered through all the art galleries and visited the alebrije workshops in the small towns, and out of all of these experiences I didn’t expect that one would surpass the other, especially in such an unexpected place for me.

I had been told to visit a place called hierve el agua, just out of Oaxaca City, so I went with a group of mexican tourists that were on their holiday break. I did not know much about where I was going and couldn’t understand the detailed explanation that was being told to us in spanish on the way there, but I feel this worked in my favour – sometimes being ignorant is bliss. When I arrived, I was in awe. It was instantly one of the most incredible places and one of the most amazing sights I have seen to date. I followed the path and made my way to the highest point, on top of the petrified water and simply sat there, let time surpass and looked out on what seemed to be the edge of the world.

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