As we drive away from our first port of harbor, Mexico, a reflective mood has filled the car. What have we learned? What true-isms can we inaccurately draw from our biased data set?
Mexican Hospitality: Our hosts have been good to us. Too good to us. They chauffeured us around. They would rush home to meet us regardless of the time. Truly, "Mi casa, su casa."
Not a one night stand: We saw as many sights as we could in a short span of time, cutting sleep and making the most of each day. Nonetheless, we were unable to do it all. We were constantly reminded that we were missing something and there would be more to do the next time we visit Mexico.
Street Tacos: Are awesome.
All the Hype: The picture of Mexico painted by US media contains exaggeration. Granted, we didn't see it all and only stayed 9 days, but we did not see any violence or feel unsafe at any point. Our hosts were of a similar mindset.
Suggestive Signs: Traffic laws are suggestions. Red lights mean to look both ways (particularly Mexico City). No parking, no passing, and stop signs mean little. Aggressive driving isn't a problem, rather the solution.
Everything Must Go: It did not matter if it was on a bus, the metro, the street, or while driving at 5 MPH. Home-made mix tapes broadcasted from backpack speakers, snacks, and throat lozenges were always available. Begging was surprisingly scarce, but the pediatrics peddling purchasables, teenagers trading trinkets, and geezers grifting goods were ever present.
You get what you pay for: Four batteries for under a $1 means it will last four pictures. Two pens for 25 cents means it won't really write when you need, but rather ruin your more expensive pair of pants by exploding in the pocket... Having goods available at every corner (see above) is a blessing and a curse.
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