¡Hola!
Well, Ian and I have returned to the city of Oaxaca after some time on the beach, again. It seemed neccesary after Ian caught a cold, I caught some sort of respiratory infection, and now Ian has caught a cold, again. He has a theory that we´re simply swapping some sort of virus back and forth until it reaches critical mass and swamps forth from our embattled organs to wreck havok abroad. I think we drink too much.
I wanted to put up some photos from Mexico City, an absolutely phenomenal place that now holds a dear chunk of heart in it´s talons. Someday I now dream of having an apartment there and staying for a goodly chunk of time. We´re off to a farm to do some work for the next two-three weeks, so until then, here´s some images from the liveliest city I´ve ever seen:
Outside the Belle Artes
Looking out from the top of the Angel of Indepencia statue.
At Teotihuacan, early in the morning.
The size of the pyramid.
At the opening day of the bull season. (I was reading a lot of Hemingway)
Well, that's about as much as I can do today. Off to the farm for a while, much love to all.
Nick
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