so I went to Mexico with 3 papers yet to finish for school and the absolute conviction that the grass was greener there. G picked me up at the airport and we drove straight to Valle de Bravo. Once I got to her house I hardly left it for the next week, painting and making curtains, and enjoying my free time to dabble in home improvement related activities. I didn't see much of G and asked myself if I shouldn't be hanging out in hostels and discovering new magical lands - not that I lifted much of a finger.
It really is interesting to me how a travel experience changes once you have a certain famliarity with the place you are travelling to. If a year ago I was in the backpacking mindset, boldly going to where at least I had never been before, this trip was turning into a much slower, internal journey. I spent much of my time in Valle de Bravo putzing, thinking, debating with myself on such things as my future, my past, and everything inbetween. I am writing about this experience so much later, because it was an experience that had a lot more to do with exploring myself than with exploring the country...and what blog reader wants to hear about that...or more accurately... why would I want to share this with people I have never met in an internet blog? So. I will write about those few little trips I took that in fact did show me something new about Mexico, or would seem like a travel enthusiast might be able to relate to.
G and I hit the road for two major excursions during my 6 week visit. 2 weeks to the coast of Nayarit, and a four day trip to Queretaro and Guanujato.