Mexico City: Days 11 to 20
This is a long overdue post.
I stayed at Viajero CDMX Centro Hostel for five nights after changing from Hostel Mundo Joven Catedral since they were fully booked.
Viajero CDMX is more of a party hostel where they have activities everyday. There were more young travelers in the hostel. I didn’t really talk to anyone there except for some Italian tourists.
On the second day, Andre checked into the hostel. I met Andre before at Mundo Joven. He works as a nurse in California. We hung out for a day. The highlight was the night at the hostel when Andre tired to hit a piñata and the bat slipped from his hand and hit the DJ’s computer causing the music to stop. I just thought that was so funny.
During my last night at Viajero CDMX, I hung out with Josué and his friend Carlos. I had also met Josué at Mundo Joven and was glad to see him again. Josué is a poet and his favorite poets are Octavio Paz and Pablo Neruda. I’ll have to check them out. Carlos is 57 years old, but doesn’t look like it. We ended up chatting late into the night until the bar closed at the hostel.
I missed the Day of the Dead parade on October 31 because I was on a date with a woman named Johanna whom I had met on a dating app. I thought there was another parade on November 2, but there wasn’t it. So I ended up missing the main event that many tourists came to see.
I would go on more dates with Johanna. We get along very well. Maybe it’s because we are both Aquariuses? I don’t know.
After checking out of Viajero CDMX I checked into Casa Eufemia Hostel that’s farther from the main square. I didn’t like this hostel because it’s on the sixth floor of an apartment building without an elevator. The dorm room gets hot at night and there are mosquitos.
Here, the people tend to keep to themselves and the hostel is quieter because of it. I ended up chatting with a Canadian man named Matthew. I mistakenly thought that he was in his 50s or 60s due to his white hair. As it turned out, he was only 46 years old.
I also chatting with Ali, who works as an astrologist. I thought about doing a reading, but ended up doing my own research and learning to read an astrology chart.
I ended up staying in Casa Eufemia Hostel for four nights before transferring to an Airbnb in the Roma Sur neighborhood since I signed up for a three weeks long Spanish course at L&C Spanish School after all.
I only rented a room, but the rules of this Airbnb is quite strict since the host and her partner also live in the same apartment. I can’t use the kitchen and I can’t sit in the living room. The only places I have access to are my room, the bathroom, and the dining area. I didn’t know about this when I made the booking and was upset about this, but this morning I realized that it would be a pain to change to another Airbnb since my Spanish classes start tomorrow. I will definitely not be extending my stay here and will change to another place if I decide to stay in Mexico City longer.
I booked a month at the Airbnb mainly to study Spanish. I always wanted to learn Spanish because so many people speak it. I already know English and Mandarin. Adding Spanish to my language arsenal would be a great asset for me. Also I can communicate better with Johanna and depend less on the Google Translate app.
I can see myself using Mexico City as my home base since it’s a major city that’s close to the US. Let’s see how things go. I’m surprised that I’m staying here this long so far.
Viajero CDMX hostel courtyard
Me and Johanna in Coyoacán
The tallest Catrina ever constructed
Close-up of the Catrina
So many people in the main square
Hitting the piñata at the hostel
Andre
Probably the most expensive tacos I’ve eaten. Cost: MX$120 per taco, or about US$6.
The most expensive tacos are located here at Tacos Juan.
A traditional dance at the hostel
One of many murals inside Palacio de Bellas Artes
The architecture inside Palacio de Bellas Artes
Palacio de Bellas Artes from the outside
The Angel of Independence
Detail of the angel
Me, Carlos, and Josué
Rooftop view from Casa Eufemia Hostel
Night view
At the Chapultepec Zoo
Axolotl, the Mexican salamander
I’ve eaten here way too many times
Just a wrecked car parked on the street.
My first morning in Roma Sur