Dreaming of travels and recalling the good memories I lived in this metropolis, I decided to write a letter, which to my surprise it turned out to be a love letter. Yes, I admit it, I’m in love with Mexico City, aka CDMX, but then again, who doesn’t?
The love at first sight came with the food, of course. Besides tacos, I fell for that cooking in motion. That encapsulated love in pots and baskets traveling on bikes, tricycles, and trucks, stopping in every other corner to sell sweet bread and coffees, tacos and tortas, elotes, meals, and desserts. Everything on wheels, everything delicious.
The city is loyal to those who wander around, but also to the bikers. A typical stroll in La Roma, La Condesa, or La Juárez neighborhood… is a discovery, a flirt with old buildings, colorful houses, tree-lined streets, places filled with stories.
And speaking of contrasts, CDMX has the crown. In one avenue, the more than 20 million locals seem to gather, and just around the corner, complete silence! Here, the sun gives way to mythical rains; graffitis and urban art play in parks, and fancy restaurants mix with secret cafes.
I’m sure that my stay in this city wouldn’t have been the same without the place I called home for a couple of weeks, and the people who made me feel special, part of a family. One of my first memories was a warm and friendly welcome from my host, more like an old friend, really!: “Here is my number, in case you need anything, no matter what it is: tips, recommendations for places or help for any-thing”. This goes beyond mere hospitality, this is part of the charm of staying in a place with soul and heart.
After days well spent around my neighborhood, La Roma, I always came back happy to that beautiful blue building, to my dear home with an even more beautiful name: Azul Córdoba. I’ll always cherish this journey as an unforgettable travel experience.
I will see you again very soon, I know that.
With all my love,