In Mexico City, we went to the Mexican Anthropology Museum, Chupultepec Castle and I finally, finally, got to witness the beautiful, weird, awesome choreography and spectacle that is Lucha wrestling!
In Merida, I just wandered, camera in hand, and looked at the same buildings I had before, and tried to see them from a different perspective. The abandoned buildings that I have photographed many times had fallen a bit more into decay, but in a beautiful and haunting way. Many more buildings have been restored or are being rebuilt, and the city feels like a living thing, parts of it dying while other parts regrow and renew.
It's been nice to take a few breaks from school and packing to do some exploring, but mostly, moving means saying goodbye to friends, cats, and favorite haunts, while simultaneously feeling excitement for the next adventure.
