Archive for July, 2005
Jul 23rd 2005 D.F.
The Distrito Federal of Mexico, a sprawling mass of modern buildings crawling with 18 million people (more than most of the rest of Mexico combined, I’m told), a city built on a lake, sinking a few centimeters a year. The city gives the distinct impression of having been layed down at random, as and when needed; nothing leads anywhere—the unbearably overcrowded metro that typically requires at least 3 line changes, the highway, and the buses—, but eventually you somehow get where you’re going, more through strength of will than any sense of urban planning.
Oh, but the culture.
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Jul 6th 2005 In Mexico, we speak Spanish
Jul 3rd 2005 Teotihuacán: City of the Gods
An hour outside of Mexico City all is made of cacti, sand, dirt, and stone. Hills and small mountains curve lazily upwards to meet the corners of the sky, a city knit inside. Surrounded on all sides by half-completed structures, 3 pyramids sit, mighty, enduring, and it was atop these that I Found My Purpose.
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