So I am back in Mexico. I arrived on Sunday, still sick and feeling beat up after a very long flight. The streets my cab was driving on were littered and roads were in shameful state. But people were walking around relaxed, my cab driver had a content look on his face, playing with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, there were flowers blooming here and there, and I felt so happy to be back in Mexico. There is definitely an indescribable charm in this country and in its people.
On Wednesday I was walking to a clinic to get an X-ray done and I was totally lost. The map I had was not correct, so I had to rely on people around to get to my destination. I asked a shoe shiner, he pointed me to the street I was looking for, then I asked two cops for another street, and they too stopped what they were doing and pointed me in the right direction. Then I had to cross an insane avenue with eight lanes of traffic and no lights, and another man walked by and said “let’s do it together, this is crazy”. I just love this country.