Showing posts with label only in English. Show all posts
Showing posts with label only in English. Show all posts

Friday, May 6, 2011

DF Madness!

Since we have a holiday just about every week, Autumn and I decided to take Friday off to extend Cinco de Mayo into a four day weekend. If you "follow" us, you know we haven't been home much, so we spent the weekend at home and around Mexico City catching up on little errands, etc. including FINALLY downloading photos from our phones, which proved to contain some hilarious sights from around town over the past few months. Here's the recap:

 Autumn's latest Starbucks name?
2dam!!
 Interesting choice of a baby bottle!
 Shout out to our buen amigo, Virgilio Borderopoli, in Greece!
One of our fave cupcake places is on Virgilio street.
 This was from my Aeromexico flight a few months ago...
I understand the don't throw your latest origami creation, cup, bottle, cassette tape, or watch in the toilet, but who has a pizza box in an airplane bathroom?!?

Please note that once again, the printed explanation is only in English....

 Hmmm...is it just me or does this snack cake seem a little racist?

 Crazy t-shirt contest entry #12:  
"You LOOK my heart, treat with care"

 Translation:
!!Be careful!!
Please do not open this door.
It does not work.
Excuse the trouble.

No trouble at all! Autumn managed to contort her arm to claim her Johnsonville breakfast sausage treasure!

Sadly, we have finally broken down and started shopping at Superama, a grocery store owned by
...da da dum...

Wal*mart!

Oh the humanity!

Unfortunately, it really is just about the nicest grocery store in all of Mexico, and basically the only one that doesn't smell like fish / old shoes.

And finally...
Our latest baking disaster. Autumn's deputy cannot stop talking about his attempts to bake brownies at altitude, so I decided to try out a recipe to give to him. Unfortunately, my attempt didn't fare much better than his. Somehow this formed a strange brownie bubble that grew about 1 1/2 times the height of the pan then collapsed in on itself, resulting in a hard crusty outside with a gooey uncooked layer inside and just a big, empty, air pocket for a middle.

The search will have to continue...

On a side note, we have heard from multiple sources that ovens in Mexico are basically used for storage of pots and pans, and that we are going against the nature of the universe for trying to use it for anything else.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Team Mexico Reunion

Labor Day weekend we had visitors from all across Mexico with a mini-reunion with the girls from Autumn's training in DC. Our first stop of the weekend was the Centro Historico.

The National Pawn Shop all decorated for the 200 Anniversary of Mexican Independence.

National Cathedral

Latin American Tower...the second tallest in Mexico City

Views from the top

I can see our house!

It just keeps going and going and going....

Ok, I guess it does finally end when you get to the mountains!

Enjoying the view.


Please note that this warning is only in English. I guess it just goes without saying that no Mexican would be dumb enough to use this coin binocular to stare directly at the sun!

Our next stop of the day was San Angel for the Saturday arts and crafts bazaar. We thought that it would be a "unique cultural experience" to ride the subway down there....and it was! So, the Metro here is generally considered safe, but they have a big problem with GROPING! It's so prevalent that at peak times there are separate cars available for women and children to avoid the grope-ready hands of the general population. Well, this wasn't a "peak time", so those cars weren't available, and it was massively packed. Autumn and one of our friends BOTH got butt-groped, and after hearing about the tragic event...everyone else was a little like, "Well, what's wrong with me? Aren't I attractive enough to be groped?" Grope-worthiness aside, I don't think anyone will be suffering any long-lasting psychological trauma from the experience, and we all lived to ride the Metro another day!

After browsing the goods in the market and grabbing lunch, we headed over to Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera's house.

Diego lived in the white house and Frida in the blue...but at least she had a little bridge to go to and fro.

Guess who was excited to see a cactus fence?

Diego's studio.

Final stop of the day!