regressa

Indulgent? Indubitably. For the unbeatable price of $176USD I've just booked a return flight to Mexico City with the budget airline AVIACSA.

I visited D.F. for the first time this last August, with the lovely and intrepid Marie Hafeman. The capital city had been a long-standing Mecca for the both of us, to which she and I--separately and severely--had desired to venture for a long, long time. At last, we had discovered this desire in one another and happily became travel companions to that fervently anticipated destination. We saw ancient ruins, lush parks, ornate cathedrals, solicitous squirrels, massive monuments, seemingly endless museums, a lot of old things, and a lot of new things. I ate the most delicious churro of my life and watched an old man guide Marie through a few Aztec dance steps amid a group of casual street performers. In short, it was wonderful. And I was hooked.

So now I'm going back. For only seven days, which I already predict will not feel like enough. So I may even do it again before the year's out. I can't help recognizing that, in my current financial situation (no job and, responsively, a rapidly dwindling bank account), the move is irresponsible and purely self-gratifying. Oh, well. At least I'm going to Mexico City.