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¿No estoy yo aquí que soy tu madre?

Guadalajara, Mexico; Mexico City, Mexico; I’ve become recently more and more impressed with Catholicism’s ability to localize itself as it has spread to different countries around the world over the past two millennia. In few places is this better on display than with Mexico’s obsession with the “Virgin Mary.” The Read more…

Reflections

disgust.

An early morning in Tokyo, a peaceful forest outside of Portland, a sunny day on El Tunco beach, a quiet village in the Dominican Republic, a bustling market in, Mexico City, a bike ride outside Hanoi.     The impetus for these thoughts came on a rather haphazardly-arranged day-tour I took with a friend in northern Read more…

Reflections

Pokémon

Mexico City, Mexico. I still remember the first time I saw Pokémon. I was in 3rd grade hanging out with my best friend, Brian, at the playground next to our elementary school one evening – but he spent most of the evening glued to his gameboy. We came to trade off each Read more…

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For the road

Puerto Escondido, Mexico Wandering around while we were waiting for our bus we passed by this little tortilla shop. With tlayuda on our minds, we got 6 fresh ones before setting off for some fresh queso Oaxaca. It would be a 12 hour bus ride back to Mexico City – Read more…

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Magic

Guadalajara, Mexico; Mexico City, Mexico There is something great about Magic. I think that we miss it a lot in the US suburbs – most of our superstitions are based on generic protestant Christianity rituals. Even the Catholics among us in the US don’t branch out a whole lot. Mexico has Read more…