Best of The Big Trip
Best of the Big Trip, a set on Flickr. A compilation of my favorite photos from my last year
Best of the Big Trip, a set on Flickr. A compilation of my favorite photos from my last year
1. Because you’ll meet Mexicans of all backgrounds–not just the waiters, taxi drivers and those who work at your hotel. When you meet the locals who aren’t being paid to be nice to you; you’ll be pleasantly surprised by their pure kindness and hospitality. 2. Because you’ll eat the street food–instead of Italian, Mediterranean or the Americanized version so commonly found in […]
I’ve done a lot of living these last 12 months (details from the first 6 are in italics). Here are the details… The Highlights Click here for full details from the First 6 months Highlights of the last 7: *75 hours of one-on-one Spanish Classes + 2 weeks living with a family in Guatemala. *6 hour kayaking adventure through a […]
I was preparing myself to be surprised by the food of Mexico. I had a feeling the Americanized– crunchy tacos with ground hamburger, shredded yellow cheese, iceburg lettuce, tomato, cheese sauce, sour cream, tortilla chips and jars of chunky red salsa, etc.–had little to do with the real food from a country with a cultural tradition hundreds of years rich. […]
I find myself, in Mexico City. Somehow, an entire year has passed and still I travel. I`m amazed and saddened by how quickly 12 months have passed by me. May 5, 2012, I eagerly woke at the crack of dawn so my parents could drop me at O`haire. A goodbye that was exciting and happy, though tearful. My layover flight, […]
At first glance mole has got to be one of the least asthetically appealing of Mexican foods. To an innocent bystander, Mole appears to be merely a chicken leg drowning in a pool of soupy brown liquid. However after that first bite, mole turns into something magical. And with each glorious bite thereafter it`s easy to see why Mexican abuelas […]
I arrive in Puerto Escondido on a night bus from San Cristobal de las Casas. It was a long, windy ride and between the frequent stops and the smooching, pillow-talking couple seated directly behind me, I slept very little. I spent much of the ride reflecting on my previous 6 weeks. I let the images of the hostel, the city, […]