Coyoacan Market
Travel. I’m walking along a thin metal fence made from flimsy metal you’d contain a small pet, a chicken perhaps. I walk until I find a hole in the barrier. My senses are telling me to go. I put one foot in the new territory. Then I duck and put my head through and finally, my other foot. Heads up. Something beautiful whooshes over me. My eyes move behind me, over the hindrance. I smile and move on.
Day five. We head out and take an Uber to the Coyoacán Market, a very large market with very talented artists. The plan was to include the Frida House, but it was sold out. You need to purchase tickets beforehand (see link above). We buy some some Mexican silver for dirt cheap. Mucho market personas. It is the weekend, but totally safe and the people are so, friendly, helpful and very patient.
We go for lunch at La Casa de Los Taco. Google buddy said it was the best taco ever. Well, I wouldn’t go that far. They were good – chicken, steak and pork with pineapple (the best of the lot), guacamole and chips to start. Another beer – safer than the water (I am so going with that). Tacos everyday, please.
The next day, we leave the condo, just after 11 ( another brutal altitude run – maybe it’s the taco fuel – but they close on Sundays for runners, walkers and cyclists). The plan was to visit The Museo de Arte Moderno, a museum with Fredia works, but cerrado due to a lack of security personnel. We walk over to the National Museum of History – free because we are over sixty. We only last an hour and move on – too many people and very hot outside. I shoulda worn shorts, but I didn’t want to look like a tourist.
From the museum, we move on to the Cityzen rooftop bar. 38 floors up with a panoramic city view (holy cow Mexico City is spread out). We ordered a paloma, mezcal cocktail, some water and a beer (95 bucks – si Gringo – not cheap, but I can see for miles and miles …). We find a taco place on the way home – chicken and rib eye tacos for me, a burrito for my travel mate and two beers. 40 bucks – not too bad.
The following day, we leave the condo around 10 and walk over to La Cuidadela Market, but of course I get lost and what should’ve been a 25-minute walk turned into an hour plus (I can’t get my travel bearings here – is it an age thing?). We finally get to the market. Many artisan shops, but souvenirs tambien and a ten peso bathroom.
We take an Uber back to our Mexico City Condo. No way I was going to risk getting lost again. We went for lunch at Fonda del Recuerdo on Calle Lerma (quite the street for food). I started with a gordita stuffed with black beans and then had arrachea again (marinated flank steak – so, so good) with a cheese stuffed poblano pepper. The food here is sooo good.
Tomorrow we travel to Playa del Carmen for a needed rest. Mexico City is amazing, but mucho walking. Fine by me. It’ll be sad to leave. I have nothing but the best memories. I’m already planning our travel itinerary for next year.
