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I have been so delayed in posting about my first experiences in Mexico City that I have now bumbled into my second experience. It was an expected trip, but the dates were uncertain. April became July and was turned back into April again. The last minute changes were a headache. What was Mexico city like? …
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{no party?} This year there was no Feast of the Three Kings party en la casa. Not really.There was a cake; oh, certainly there was a rosca. The night before Jan 6th, Hugo and I picked one up, freshly made, from El Molino in Tijuana. The check out line went around the store. It was …
I have to say, I was disappointed with the Day Of the Dead in northern Mexico. They have the chance to celebrate THREE DAYS of DEAD and.. they just haven’t got the sense to do it. So the occasion turned out to be more like a completely lame St. Valentines Day: Buy last minute flowers …
