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 Does travel make you more creative? More compassionate?Yes, if you travel with those intentions. 

Mexico City

10/6/2014

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I have a friend, Nuria, a professor at Pacifica University in Southern California, whom I have known since I lived in Honolulu. We were colleagues and worked at the Youth Development Project together for a couple of years, developing and implementing a theatre project which had as its goal empowering youth through drama. She is an amazing person, and just spending time with her was an adventure. She has fascinating stories about her life and also of the people that she has collaborated with over the years. One of them is the subject of a mural that we made a point to see in Mexico City - Maria Guardado (powerful woman, will write about in another post). 
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Nuria is from Mexico, a city called Puebla, which we visited on my last week there. Our time together was a combination of places that she has never been before, and places that she wanted to revisit to share with me. I didn't really have a list myself, but I knew I wanted to see art, and Frida Kahlo was at the top of my list.

Nuria had never been to Xochimilco, which is in the area where Frida was from. In one of my favorite books by Barbara Kingsolver, the Lacuna, (fiction) it is a setting for a romantic encounter with Trotsky, who she is supposed to have had an affair with. I recognized the location when I saw it. 

As soon as we got off the bus, we didn't have to wonder where the river was, helpful "guides" were there to show us the way. We didn't realize until later that they were trying to steer us to their particular boats. But we made it there, thought that they were asking too much for the ride (350 pesos)  and determined that it was enough for us to see the bright yellow and red boats on the dock. We really weren't trying to get a better deal, but a teenage boy came running after us and offered to take us for 100 each for one hour. We agreed. 

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It was definitely worth it to be taken out on the river. It was relaxing. Though we never paid for mariachis, other boats did, and we got to hear them. There were vendors on their boats, and I got fresh roasted corn. The gardens along the route were pretty, and it was a beautiful morning. 
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We stopped by the Dolores Olmeda museum and saw a little bit of Diego and Frida's art, but we were really determined to go to the Museo Frida Kahlo, or La Casa Azul, where she grew up and lived. I regret not paying the extra fee to be able to take pictures. Truly amazing to see where she was confined to her bed, the posters and artifacts that showed her obsessions, such as the poster of fetuses as well as one of butterflies. She also had a collection of toys in her bedroom. I think I remember reading that an urn on her dresser contains her ashes.  We both felt a presence there. It was more than a house. There was mana, as we say in Hawaii. She is interesting, wild, mysterious. Her art, especially her self-portraits, are provocative, painful. 
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On the left, is a photo taken from the outside, of her bedroom. You can't tell much, I know. But I wanted to remember it. On the right, is a sign taken in the garden.
The next day, we booked a guided tour. Though we went to other places, the highlight of the day was the Pyramids, Teotihuaclan. Though Nuria had been here before, and did not intend to climb, she knew it was something I needed to see and do. I fully intended to climb it, even after I saw how far I had to climb, from the bottom. But after the first level, huffing and puffing, I wondered if I had been too optimistic.
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But here's what I did - I rested, so that my heart rate and breathing came back to normal, and starting from normal, I got my mojo back, proceeded up the stairs this way, level by level (I think there were 4 stops). 
YAY! I made it! Bonus: Strange beauty moment seeing butterflies at the top, when there didn't seem to be anything there that they would feed on. Nuria later said that they were my Nahuatl, like my aumakua. 
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Selfie from the top of the Pyramid of the Sun. In the background, there is the Pyramid of the Moon, which I did not climb. One pyramid is enough to prove you're strong.
Later that evening, we went to the Zocalo, the city center, where the main cathedral is. Nuria knew there were also some ruins near there that we might be able to see. We found the area, but it was barricaded at the end of a dark, quiet alley. I looked around and saw a sign that said, La Casa De Las Sirenas, and a picture of a mermaid. That reminded me of Guam, so I was struck by it. There was no one at the door, but it appeared open. We walked up two flights of stairs and came to a restaurant. From the edge of the restaurant, we had a view of the Zocalo and the ruins that Nuria knew was there. We relaxed there for a while. I had a tamarind margarita. It was a good, unplanned find. 

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At the Museo Nacional de Anthropologica, I got a sense of the magnificence of the different indigenous cultures in Mexico. Fascinating. 

Much more to see here in Mexico City, but needed to move on to the next leg of our journey. 

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Carol Arney
10/7/2014 09:07:07 am

You wrote, " In one of my favorite books by Barbara Kingsolver, the Lacuna, (fiction) it is a setting for a romantic encounter with Trotsky, who she is supposed to have had an affair with." Who is supposed to have had an affair with Trotsky? Not Kingsolver, surely.

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Diane
10/7/2014 11:03:41 am

Thanks for reading Carol. Frida Kahlo was supposed to have had an affair with Trotsky. Makes me want to go back and re-read the Lacuna, now that I have been to Frida's house.

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Patti Robinson
10/8/2014 04:19:13 am

What an enjoyable leisurely read of your many travel adventures. I almost felt retired myself ! Lacuna will now be on my reading list as I have a continuing fascination with Frida Kahlo. Happy for you !

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