Scenes from around Bahías de Huatulco, a coastal town in the state of Oaxaca, known for its nine, beautiful bays and ocean-fresh seafood.
Well gang, it’s officially been a month in Mexico.
Four weeks ago, I landed in Mexico City, unsure of what I would encounter but incredibly excited for the vastness of possibility.
Four cities, a small gaggle of new friends and a roller coaster of emotions later, I feel like a new person in some ways — one who is constantly re-establishing her needs, wants and personality in new places and with new acquaintances, often in a new language. The normalcy of routine is gone, but in its place have come so many lessons, realizations and a small understanding of life lived in different cities and towns — ranging from trivial to enlightening.
Here’s some of what I’ve learned:
Enrique came upstairs to where I was drinking coffee, his eyes dancing.
“Venga conmigo,” he said, come with me. “I have something to show you.”
Downstairs, on the back patio of my Airbnb host’s cocina, was a white styrofoam cooler, overflowing with bright pink fish, their sleek tails and scales gleaming in the morning sun.