Vernacular Design In Chetumal
Chetumal is all about poured concrete. Although I have no documentary proof, it must be because of the salt air. The paint on the concrete may fade or chip, but the structures retain their integrity.…
Sightseeing In La Habana
When I started this blog, I didn’t want it to be just a travelogue, a recitation of where we’ve been and what we’ve seen. That just didn’t seem interesting to me. If I was going…
Visiting Trinidad
We arrived in Habana, if just barely, on April 6th. Our local friend Jenn, halfway between fairy godmother and witch, had made arrangements for a group tour of one of Cuba’s oldest cities, Trinidad, on…
Landing In La Habana
As has been exhaustively documented, the actual Landing In Cuba was hellish, but it’s been pretty smooth sailing since then. Our local friend Jenn arranged a driver to pick us up at the airport, which…
Vast In Scale
Mexico City has a lot going on visually, but not necessarily in the same way as Oaxaca. Oaxaca’s culture fells like it’s happening on the street and you just get to walk through it. CDMX,…
Museo Anahuacalli
I thought I was done writing about Mexico City, and then we squoze in one more epic experience worth sharing. Museo Anahuacalli is also known as the Diego Rivera Museum. Or one of them. That designation…
Big Box, Small Box
I found the retail landscape in Oaxaca confounding. At its core, my confusion was about the apparent mismatch between supply and demand. There were so many shops and so much merchandise, and so much of…
Palacio de Bellas Artes
As I mentioned in the post on landing in Mexico City, the Museo del Palacio de Bellas Artes is a great hulking Oreo of a building, with a crunchy Art Nouveau exterior and creamy Art…
Landing in Mexico City
Boy, is Mexico City (CDMX) not Oaxaca, in a whiplash-inducing sort of way. In fact, CDMX has more in common with New York City than it does with Oaxaca. It’s as if Jackson Heights was…
Templo de Santo Domingo de Guzmán
I’ll confess to a fraught relationship with colonial architecture. On the one hand, there are plenty of breathtaking, soaring monuments to… the other hand. Early in our time together, Dorothy and I thought it would…