Say Hola to Mexico!
When people ask us about our favorite countries we’ve visited, Mexico is always high on our list.
It has a wonderful ability to surprise, offering a totally different and diverse version of itself, depending on where you go. Even the food is different, with what many English-speakers think of as ‘Mexican food’ disappearing when you go to regions like the Yucatan, Chiapas, or Oaxaca.
Although Mexico has gotten a bad reputation for drug violence, and you do indeed to be aware of the current situation when you’re choosing your destination, there are many wonderful things about this fascinating, colorful and friendly country.
We love Mexico, and hope you do too!
Posts About Mexico
General Mexico Posts
- To The Lady Who’d Rather Gouge Her Eyes Out Than Visit Mexico — In which Katie feels the need to defend Mexico’s honour from the #haters.
- 10 Ways We’ve Become More Mexican. A tongue-in-cheek look at Mexican culture, and how we changed during our 8 months travelling the country.
- 11 Colorful Places to Visit in Mexico — A round-up post where we ask other bloggers about their favorite spots in Mexico!
- Tasting Tequila in Mexico — In which we do a highly important taste test to figure out the difference between cheap and expensive tequila.
Mexico City Posts
- Visiting Island of the Dolls in Mexico City…surely one of Mexico’s creepiest destinations, and probably right up there in the world, too. Warning: (very) creepy doll photos.
- The Most Colorful Place in the Yucatan, offers a one-minute video look at lovely Valladolid. If you prefer to read, check our our Introduction to Valladolid, which is basically just a gushing love letter to this pretty city.
- 8 Nom Noms to Taste in Valladolid. From jicama margaritas to pumpkin seed salsa, Valladolid is full of deliciousness.
- Izamal, Mexico’s ‘yellow town,’ is not joking about it’s love of the color yellow. And it creates quite the spectacular look!
- In the ‘you can’t love everywhere’ category, we’ll put Merida. We just didn’t connect with it (although it may have been because we were sick).
- Visiting the artisan village of San Martin Tilcajete, in Oaxaca state, which is famous for the lovely alebrijes wooden carvings.
- After 5 months living in Oaxaca, it was time to leave. A personal update post about our voluntary homelessness.
- This is What Our Life Looks Like: Oaxaca — A bit of a personal update post,but also because it’s fun to see how people live in different places around the world!
- Things to Love About Living in Oaxaca — Settling into life in Oaxaca, here are some of our first impressions. We also have this post — Welcome to Oaxaca — about our first days in the city.
- How (Not) to Buy a Mosquito Net in Oaxaca — We struggled to find a mosquito net in Oaxaca, so wrote this practical post to help others.
- Things to Do in Campeche — Adorable, colorful Campeche feels more Caribbean than Mexican, and is the perfect spot to chill, ride bikes, and enjoy the scenery for a few days.
- Are Campechanos the Most Welcoming People in Mexico? We experienced some serious hospitality in the coastal city of Ciudad del Carmen.
- Visiting the Pueblo Magico of Tapijulapa — On the edge of the jungle, surrounded by lush green, we visited the ‘magic town’ of Tapijulapa, Tobasco. And nearly keeled over from the heat.
As you’ve possibly noticed, we’re not in Mexico anymore. After 220 days exploring cities, towns, and villages, and eating possibly just as many tacos and tlayudas, Mexico is done…for now. Back in September, we left Prague after 15 months of using it as a base, and went to Oaxaca with a specific video project in mind. But
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A man in a crisp white golf shirt is standing in the intersection, loudly thwacking the outside of our colectivo taxi with a rolled-up newspaper, presumably trying to make a sale. Our driver ignores him, focusing instead on hacking up — if the sound is anything to go by — gobs of thick, uncooperative phlegm. The man sitting to the left
“So…” I begin, all hesitations melting away when we see our friends again. “Do you guys want to make a Mexico coloring book with us?” We’re walking up Oaxaca’s Alcala, the pedestrian walking street in the historic centre, in a group of 10 or so other travel bloggers who’ve decided to make the city home
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This was supposed to be a different story, one that I’d begun to tell in my mind before it even started. It was a story of early morning sun, of Pelicans, and maybe a dolphin or croc or two. It was a story of a birthday trip down the Rio Palizada to a tiny but
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What happens when you add two parts Wandertooth (that would be us, Geoff & Katie), with one-part cute and colourful Mexican city? You get an awesome, wanderlust-inspiring video, of course! During our three-days in Valladolid, Geoff and I geeked out a little making this one-minute video of the city, and we’re really happy with the results.
After spending 4 months in Oaxaca before coming over to Mexico’s Yucatan peninsula, we’ve come to appreciate Mexican food is nothing, if not diverse. I arrived in Valladolid Mexico, a small, colonial city about 2 hours in either direction from Merida and Cancun, with an appetite, and set out to eat all the things I could during our 3-day visit. Being
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Just like that, we’re leaving Oaxaca. In about a month, we’re heading south to the Yucatan, renting a beach house for a friend’s milestone birthday, and stuffing our faces with tacos and good company for an entire week. And then…and then…question mark. Voluntary homelessness. And travel to…somewhere. Oaxaca was just starting to get awesome. Before we
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“How far away do you think that is?” I ask Geoff. We’re standing in the front garden of the Church of Santo Domingo, in Oaxaca de Juarez, Oaxaca, Mexico, and Geoff is refusing to give me a straight answer. “Yeah…that’s definitely not a safe distance,” he finally responds, just as another row of red, white and
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