Mad Mex Road Trip
Thursday, July 7, 2022
Itza-Popo
Not So Happy 4th
(7/4/22)
The day started off on the wrong foot when it took us nearly 2 hours to find the right entrance to the Xochimilco canals – and the Monday morning Mexico City traffic was pushing Nick over the edge.
About 1000 years ago, the Xochimilca people dredged up fertile islands of mud in the shallows of Lake Xochimilco to make gardens. This created a series of canals (and plant nurseries) still used today. The canals are a UNESCO World Heritage Site and the last remaining habitat of the endangered and endemic axolotl salamander. Sadly, we did not see any axolotls but we did see several of the invasive species and significant levels of water pollution that are threatened them and making them so rare 🫤
The canals weren’t all bad – beyond the ecological issues – you can rent colorful gondolas to row you through the canals, where vendors of all kinds will pull their rafts up to you to sell food and drinks and souvenirs. You can even hire a floating mariachi band to serenade you through the canals!
We spent the rest of the afternoon walking around the neighborhoods of La Condesa and Roma to see what upscale Mexico City looks like. We stopped to get an ill-fated bite to eat before catching "Minions" in theaters on the 4th of July – apparently the same way many Americans ended up celebrating the 4th LOL.
No one else was on the theater but us!
The night ended pretty horribly with me projectile vomiting in the mall restroom. Even though Nick and I ate the same thing earlier in the day, I contracted some kind of intestinal bug (he was just fine) that would have my bowels in knots for the next several days (from covid straight into food poisoning - yay!). Many thanks to the travel nurse who gave us a supply of azithromycin before we left the States!
Bellas Artes
(7/3/22)
On our last visit to Mexico City, the line to get into the fine arts museum (Palacio de Bellas Artes) was wrapped around the corner and we never made it in. This time we got there bright & early! Each gallery was part of larger exhibition on surrealism, with works by Dali, Man Ray, Duchamp, Rivera & Kahlo. The building itself was beautiful – a white marble art-deco palace built between 1910-1930. The top 2 floors are wrapped with works by famous Mexican muralists Diego Rivera, Rufino Tamayo, Orozco and Siqueiros.
Bellas Artes
Dali (1936) Couple with Their Heads Full of Clouds
Frida Kahlo (1933) My Dress Hangs There
Man Ray (1936) Venus Restored
We also visited the Museo Mural Diego Rivera, which is a small museum custom-built to hold Rivera’s “Dream of a Sunday Afternoon in the Alameda Central” (the park in front of Bellas Artes) – a mural 50 ft-long mural painted in 1947 that was nearly destroyed when the hotel it was painted in (Hotel del Prado) collapsed during an earthquake in 1985.
We returned to Bellas Artes that night to see the Ballet Folklorico de Mexico which was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! I cannot express enough how stunning and impressive the whole thing was – in addition to the different regional dances throughout Mexican history, the live music performances were beyond impressive and the color and life of the costuming was spectacular. If you are ever in Mexico City or the Ballet Folklorico comes to your town, I HIGHLY recommend going to see it!
Holy Sites
(7/2/22)
Today we time traveled from the center of Toltec culture (7th-12th century) to Catholic converts (16th century) in Mexico City.
Our first stop were the ruins of Tula, a Toltec dominion that reached it's peak between 900-1150 CE but then declined due to over population & drought (... sounds eerily familiar). Most impressive was the Temple of Quetzalcóatl with the remains of intricately carved roof supports depicting warriors that were once brightly colored. Around the base of the pyramid were carvings of the warrior tribes, depicting jaguars, snakes and eagles. Sadly, not much is known about Tula as the buildings and its writings were burned in the 12th century but it appears to at least have been a center for trade in Mesoamerica, as pottery has been found from numerous regions across Central America (including Costa Rica!).
Carvings @ the base of the pyramid
Temple of Quetzalcóatl
Carved roof supports
Burned courtyard/market out meeting place with only the floor & columns remaining
Nick playing in the ancient ball court
We then made it thru the insanity that is Mexico City driving (though the stress of it may have given Nick a few more white hairs 😳) to get to la Basilica de Guadalupe, the holiest site in all of Mexico. In 1531, as the story goes, a Christian convert claimed to see several different apparitions of the Virgin Mary on Tepeyac Hill. A cult developed on the site as a result. The final apparition was an image of the Virgin on the convert’s cloak, which supposedly convinced a local bishop to believe in the miracle/apparitions and build a shrine to the Virgin at Tepeyac. The name ‘Guadalupe’ was used in ‘New Spain’ (a.k.a. Mexico) to link the miracle apparition to a similar sighting of the Virgin Mary in Guadalupe, Spain (where she also has a shrine). Over time, numerous miracles were attributed to the Virgin of Guadalupe, helping to convert indigenous Mexicans to Catholicism. She became the patron saint of Mexico in 1737 and, over the centuries, has had 3 different shrines built on the site in her honor to accommodate all of her visitors – the most recent (1970s) basilica holds 40,000!
Left to right: Basilica de Guadalupe, Expiatory Temple to Christ The King & Parroquia de Santa Maria de Guadalupe Nasturtiums
We witnessed a wedding @ the Basilica
La Virgen de Guadalupe
Plaza Mariana
In honor of Nuestra Senora de Guadalupe, we got a pressed coin souvenir with her likeness on it to keep in the car in hopes that she’ll look over us and help us/our car survive the next 4 weeks of driving in Mexico 😉
The (Un)Expected
(6/30/22-7/1/22)
Guanajuato was a sight to see that – sadly – we didn’t get to see too much of. Driving into this hilly town, we entered subterranean tunnels built along the path of an old river, where GPS was clearly no help. Once above ground, the city was layer upon layer of buildings clinging to the steep slopes of a narrow ravine. This city was also built by the Spanish in the mid-16th century on the backs of local indigenous people after the discovery of rich gold and silver deposits (so much so, it supplies 20% of the world’s silver for 250 years). As such, it was a very wealthy city – rich in industry, academics and arts – serving as an important site during Spanish colonial rile as well as during the Mexican revolution. So I was excited to start exploring!
Big church on a hill
Pretty house
Buildings built into the steep hills
Guanajuato
Having contracted what I thought was a sinus infection from the ‘less than stellar’ hot springs in San Miguel de Allende, I wasn’t feeling so great, so we decided to book a van tour of the city rather than try & walk the labyrinth ourselves. It wasn’t exactly the tour we thought it would be. Driving around for 5 hours, we saw the monument to El Pipila that overlooks the city from high above. El Pipila us a revolutionary hero who burned down a Spanish granary, allowing Hidalgo’s forces to win their first victory towards independence in 1810.
We then headed to the Museo de las Momias (which we had intended to see), where actual human remains are on display. They aren’t really mummies as they were intact (no organs removed) and they were not prepared or ceremoniously wrapped. They also weren’t that old. The remains were excavated, starting in 1865, to make room for more bodies in the town cemeteries. The crypts were sealed above ground and the dry air pretty much preserved the bodies intact with little decay. So it was interesting to see what death (without much decay) actually looks like.
The morbid theme continued at the site of the Spanish Inquisition at Hacienda del Cochero. It’s a beautiful castle-like building with an overgrown garden above ground, but below are the torture chambers used during the inquisition with (mostly) replicas of the instruments used there. The most interesting part was the son of the young tour guide who took us around. He was only 3 years old at most and joined his mom on the tour, jumping around the torture chambers and playing with the dummy corpses – I imagine there will be very little that scares that kid when he gets older.
We made several other stops to a few souvenir stores, where I’m sure the driver was getting a commission, and to a ‘house of horrors’ set in the home of a former doctor-turned-serial killer, who killed his female patients in order to experiment with ways of bringing them back to life (with no success). Supposedly his motivation was the loss of his fiancé, whom he hoped he would eventually be able to bring back to life if only he could figure out how using his female patients. The museum was more of a kitschy haunted house, complete with Halloween-like decorations and a costumed tour guide who made morbid jokes and pressed hidden buttons for scary sounds and blasts of air to shock us along the tour route.
Most of the day was a blur as the driving tour dragged on and on and I wasn’t feeling very well and had tuned out most of the Spanish-language guides. We grabbed a pizza for dinner & headed back to our hotel HIGH up the side of a hill (I could barely breathe by the time we made it to our room), where we at least got a nice view of the city at night, overlooking the main plaza. A plaza, which we had hoped to explore the next day except that my ‘sinus infection’ turned out to be covid and that ended all hope of seeing the rest of Guanajuato.
View from our hotel room
I was able to get a second covid booster shot back in May (the same time Nick contracted covid) in the hopes that it would protect me (and his natural antibodies would protect him) from getting covid while on travel. No such luck. But I do believe that having the second booster at least protected me from getting any severe symptoms. No idea how I contracted it – thankfully Nick did not – as we’ve been wearing masks indoors and using hand sanitizer, but thankfully the symptoms were mild and I only really felt terrible for one day (the one day in Guanajuato, sadly). The congestion stuck around for about 5 days (got nasal spray & decongestant form the pharmacy) but after that was pretty much gone.
To avoid spreading covid to others, we left Guanajuato and started our journey toward Mexico City a day early. We had quite a bit of driving ahead of us, so Nick booked us a last-minute hotel just outside of Querétaro, which happened to be the nicest hotel we’ve stayed at so far LOL.
Saturday, July 2, 2022
Just Passing Through
(6/30/22)
We briefly hit up the small town of Dolores Hidalgo, famous for being the site where a priest by the name of Miguel Hidalgo rang the church bells on Sept. 16, 1810 & made an impassioned cry for independence, now known as El Grito de Dolores. There's a small museum to him & Mexican independence, as well as the church he made so famous.
Parroquia de Nuestra Señora de Dolores
Hidalgo statue in central square (oddly dressed like a Roman)
San Miguel de Allende
(6/28-29/22)
San Miguel de Allende is was a colonial town established by the Spanish in 1555 after several indigenous uprisings, to create a military & commercial outpost on the mining routes heading into the capital. Most of the buildings date from its heydays in the mid-1700s and is best known for being the hometown of Ignacio Allende - a hero in the Mexican war for independence (early 1800s). Today, it's a beautiful time-piece of a town, designated as a UNESCO World Heritage Site, overflowing with colonial charm & American ex-pats. Nick is not opposed to retiring here some day 😄
View from El Mirador
Ignacio de Allende's (Mexican independence her) childhood home
Parish church of San Miguel Arcángel
Templo de San Francisco
We spent a day wandering around town, checking out historical buildings & local museums. The next day we visited some local hot springs that were less than stellar considering the massive waterfalls and natural swimming holes we'd come from in Huasteca Potosina - btu we did find a bbq food truck that did not disappoint!
Market
Random museum we stumbled into
Itza-Popo
(7/5/22) We headed out of Mexico City, with Nick happily driving away from the chaos and me writhing in the passenger seat, waiting for the ...
