When FOMO Met YOLO
Oaxaca was a hotbed of crafts, with every village surrounding the capital specializing in something specific: rugs, textiles, black pottery, green pottery, metal work. Radishes (here, here, here, and especially here). But holy fuck, Morocco.…
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.…
Our more worldly readers will know that our current location, Chetumal, is in the state of Quintana Roo, as is the rest of the Riviera Maya (Cancun, Cozumel, Tulum…). I love that the name sounds…
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…
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…
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,…
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…
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…
Weaving is one of the oldest and richest of the Oaxacan traditions. They’ve been weaving for over 2,000 years just in the village of Teotitlán del Valle, which we visited for a tour of a…
One of the lovely, and unexpected, side effects of visiting Fe y Lola‘s rug weaving workshop in Teotitlán del Valle was meeting Elsa, another family member. Like Omar, who conducted our tour, Elsa is devoted…