California born, Carolina raised. Globetrotting with Remote Year & documenting my adventures. I like chardonnay & electronic music.
I'm 2 for 2 for getting sick during the first week of each new city. Had quite a reaction to the altitude (severe fatigue and just not feeling myself), then enter sketchy empanada and chugging pepto bismol all night long like it was the elixir of life.
We're 29 days into RY and I can't imagine this year of my life unfolding any other way. In the last 4 weeks I've made dozens of new friends, tried mezcal, mole and micheladas, cheered on Lucha Libre fights, been cleansed by a Mexican shaman, danced the nights away in Playa del Carmen, eaten at two of the 50 best restaurants in the world...
Temazcal: a sweat lodge originating from the indigenous people of Mesoamerica and still used today in Mexican/Central American culture for spiritual cleansing, holistic healing, or giving birth. In layman's terms: a TINY mud hut with an even tinier door to enter through (on all fours)...
Pujol: No. 25th best restaurant in the world. Mexican haute cuisine. Six course meal. Magic in your mouth. Here is the breakdown of my utterly transcendent meal.
This past weekend I happened to be in Playa del Carmen for the BPM music festival where the night club shooting took place. Five people were killed, 15 injured, and we were 4 blocks away when shooting broke out.
Anyone remember that movie? Jack Black? Si? No? I think I'm going to have to watch it again now...
So far I think I've eaten more Asian food than Mexican. Sushi is great here so don't let TripAdvisor tell you otherwise.
Well I made it to Mexico City alive, sort of. If you're going to do remote year, try not to get deathly ill beforehand
