You know that feeling when you get when you’ve just had a wonderful weekend, but can’t seem to place exactly why? That’s the kind of weekend I had, and it’s just what I needed. My first week back to D.F. had been a little overwhelming, just like it is for everyone after a long break: back to work, back to classes, jet lag, etc. A week full of “starts” can be both exciting and overwhelming.
“Distance makes the heart grow fonder”, that lovely, awfully cliché saying, could not have been more true about my feelings for D.F. Coming back from Germany, I was able to look at D.F. through the lense of a long-lost friend. I went to a Theory of Everything (highly recommended) with my roommate on Friday, and Mexican movie theaters have this special type of caramel popcorn that I’ve never seen sold anywhere else. Yay, Mexico!
On Saturday I went to el Bazaar Sábado, located in San Ángel. This special artesanal market is located in one of the oldest and most calm neighborhoods in D.F., and I’ve always been wanting to go. One of the things I’ve grown to love about Mexico is that there is always something going on in the streets. You never have to walk more than a block to find street food with everything ranging from cactus quesadillas to freshly sqeezed pineapple juice, or street vendors selling socks to cell phones to art easels. You name it, they have it on a corner somewhere. This market was very similar to Mexico’s bustling streets. Besides a large building open only on Saturdays, many artists had swarmed the nearby park and plaza, posting up their art to potentials buyers. The weather was gorgeous as we walked among the cobblestone streets of near the park and into the bazaar. I ended up buying some organic coffee grown in Chiapas and a tapestry made of tree bark.
San Angel Bazaar Sábado.
That night we went to an amazing restaurant called Butcher & Sons, located in Roma. Known for it’s incredible hamburgers and specialty gin menu, they definitely didn’t disappoint. I’m biased because I think my Dad makes the best burgers in the world, but this place came in at a close second.
Cheeseburgers, cheese fries, gin out of mason jars, what more could a girl need?
I’m always happy with chocolate cake in my hand.
One of my New Year’s resolutions is to run a half-marathon this year, so I went for a long run along Reforma, one of D.F.’s busiest main streets, with my roommate. It was gorgeous weather, and once we hit Reforma, we realized that it is closed for runners and bikers every Sunday. Such a great surprise! We were in the midst of families teaching their children how to ride a bike, determined runners and bikers, and other families just enjoying the weather. The energy coming off this space was so lively and cheery, it was impossible not to be in a great mood. I look forward to training for this half-marathon if I’m able to run with all those people every Sunday.
One of the many fountains about a 2-minute walk from my apartment.
This first weekend back really helped me appreciate Mexico for what it is. The first trimester was difficult for me because I wanted D.F. to be something it wasn’t. I wished the traffic weren’t so awful, my schedule weren’t so busy, the city weren’t so large and chaotic, etc. In my mind, I felt like my time in Mexico wasn’t enough of what I was expecting it to be. After returning from Germany, seeing the juxtaposition of cultures between the two countries has helped me appreciate Mexico more than ever.
I came across this poem written by Bob Perks:
I wish you enough
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish enough “Hello’s” to get you through the final “Goodbye.”
As a girl who is happiest with a busy schedule to keep her hands and mind busy, I often struggle finding the fine balance between when my schedule is “just right” and when my plate is just too full. In a world where businesses and organizations strive for innovation, efficiency, and always striving to be better, it’s easy for me to carry this concept over into my personal life. “What more can I do?” and “How can I make this better?” are awesome questions to tackle on the job or in the classroom, but are harder to answer in a personal setting. The way for me to make my experience an amazing one in Mexico is to let this experience, this city, and my life, be enough.