Mexico City & MUSA

Trip Start Oct 01, 2012
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Trip End Sep 15, 2013


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Molly & Laura's Ladpad

Flag of Mexico  , Central Mexico and Gulf Coast,
Saturday, January 19, 2013

Like I said on my Twitter account, I felt like an absolute rock star buying flight tickets to go to el DF just for a housewarming party. We had only just said goodbye to the Southampton gang and last Thursday it was time for another reunion to christen Laura and Molly's new ladpad. The girls from Querétaro, and Josh from Puebla, all made the trip to Mexico City too, what a good, spur of the moment, plan.

Their new depa is amazing! Sadly, some of us weren't feeling 100% (Rosie pretty much died and came back to me on the flight and I was still suffering from the same thing that hit me in October that just refuses to leave me.) So, we spent the first two nights in Chilli's and Italianni's mmm, and enjoyed catching up and reliving all the hilarious moments from Christmas... followed of course by some vino tinto and staying up until the early hours of the morning chatting away.



Our first day was spent in Coyoacan, which is a borough within DF but feels like a world away from the noisy hustle and bustle of the centre. Tranquil, with parks, water fountains and pretty buildings/bars to enjoy, it really felt like we were in a completely different place. We visited the Mercado Artesenal which is the best market I have been to in Mexico as it sells so many things, like zen gardens, art and other random things... rather than just the same old tourist favourites. I bought a beautiful silver bracelet, made up of the aztec calendar, piedra del sol, which is also my bed cover that I bought from Chichen Itza. Afterwards we went to the food hall in the centre to have our first taste of posole, which is a traditional Mexican soup/stew made up of corn soaked in lime/chilli water (what else.) Unfortunately due to my dodgy tummy I wasn't able to appreciate it much...

  

 

We spent the Saturday exploring Xochimilco with a boy, that had the face of a man and a knife sticking out of his pocket, directing us all the way to the trajineras (the colourful boats.) Pretty sure they ripped us off big time, but we had bought our beer and were ready to set sail in Mexico's version of punting. So many pretty boats on the river with the occasional boats selling beers, elotes, and boats for the Mariachi men. We were kindly treated to a cancion and we loved it just as much as their lead dancer did. 

  Afterwards, it was time for half of us to make the booze run to Walmart in preparation for their housewarming, and maybe we were to blame for the disaster caused by the piñata- never include marshmallows... messy. Such an epic night full of beer pong, banter, rooftop lounging, inexplicable drunken behaviour and being roundkicked in the head. Cheers Laura ;) Oh it was so funny, I obviously thought it was a great idea to put half a piñata on my head and Laura saw her chance and took it, fair play hahaha. As the night progressed things got stranger and stranger, the funniest things were said and done as we called it a night at 6am after many complaints from the neighbours to the police, but with the security guard coming in and joining us for a beer instead of telling us off. Highlights include ripping Jodie to shreds, and her walking off with tissue paper stuck to her flip flops. Rosie getting defensive over the state of her feet, after many insults. Rosie believing she was cursed and that's the reason she had been sick. Rosie questioning me as to why I was wearing a velvet pj top... I definitely wasn't wearing a velvet pj top... Ahh and just so many things that I should've written down. We continued into the early hours of the morning talking absolute rubbish and the night was finished off with Eder throwing Nesquick balls into our room. The state of their beautiful new place was an absolute nightmare, poor girls! Vale la pena :) Great weekend!

 

This week nobody needed conversations in the SAC so our boss gave us the week off, making that 7 weeks of Christmas holiday... with pay! However after no correspondence with my YARP (dissertation/tesis/project) supervisor and missing two deadlines and many emails within 3 months... I received a very, very angry email. Everyone who has graduated had told us not to worry about the deadlines as they don't count towards your final mark anyway, and usually the teachers are cool about it... Anyway, I decided that maybe this week with no work and no plans, I should probably send her something as this is realistically the only free time I'll have. Believe it or not, I've actually made loads of progress on it, It is just all the faff with everything they actually wanted... a proposal, abstract and chapter outlines. What happened to the old Challoner's sneaky geek inside of me, I do not know. RIP.

 
 


  Moving on from all that boring stuff... SCUBA! Finally, after 2 weeks of 2 failed attempts of trying to go to the Underwater Museum of Art, it was 3rd time lucky and we finally went. It was amazing! It is called MUSA- Museo Subacuatico de Arte- and "there are more than 400 life sized sculptures made from ph neutral clay in order to promote the growth of coral reef and marine life...As the museum grows and marine life forms, the aim is to give Cancun's reef areas a much needed rest so they can recuperate from hurricane damage."
 Incredible. We saw a VW Beetle, models of houses, bombs, random art sculptures, crowds of people, it was surreal, and so SO cool to explore. I don't have pictures of all the scuptulres, but google image it if you're interested, it is pretty incredible.
 
 

 

This week has been pretty calm, and I've spent some time relaxing again and just chilling with friends at some new bars, and the occasional antro visit. Also went to a friends house to watch my first film on a 3D television, Final Destination 5 haha grim, and afterwards it was time to lose the pizza weight on her Kinnect dancing game... que oso wey. 

Another police incident, this time with a good friend having to go to jail for 20-36 hours (depending on what who knows, it is ridiculous) and they told us that we could arrive at 8:30 am and bring food and water. So after 2/3 hours sleep that's what we did because they don't give ANY food or water in their prison and it smells of urine and they hose shower them with cold water :( Just like you would imagine Mexican prisons in a film :( So sad and unbelievable! Argh I hate the police here. See-through bags full of water because they're not allowed bottles. My friend is ok though, and was still smiling as usual so it is all good, but just so frustrating that the police can do that. 

After 7 weeks of holiday I thought it'd be an idea to go for a run. It is one of those things where you question whether you should do it, and you know you shouldn't and are going to regret it the next day, but you do it anyway. Note to self: after that long a period, don't be stupid and do a 2 hr+ session the day before a match. I could barely walk during the day, let alone survive the whole game. What made it worse was that there was only 4 of us who could play. We started well, considering they had a bench of 5 to boot, but after half time, when I stopped moving for a bit, my muscles just froze up again, and I could barely run. Never workout hard the day before a match after not having exercised in weeks. Idiot. Ah well, the four of us put a lot of effort in and it was great to be back on the court, we played well, but in the end it was 3 + an invalid in me, against 10, but we played well :) Bring on training!

To end this blog I'll let you in on something my old man asked me yesterday, in all seriousness, over facebook... "are you ok and happy with life?" ..... ummmm..... so to all of you who may have been wondering the same thing (lol)... yes Dad, yes I am :) Lots of love to all x

 
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