What makes Tepotzlan magical? It could be many things.
Maybe it's the wild Floripondio flowers that grow everywhere.
The scent is hypnotic.
The morning after Teotihuacan
Ezequiel, Ovat and I woke up
in Irene's Mexico City apartment once again.
Today we loaded up my stuff and walked to the subway.
After riding the length of Mexico City,
stuffed and packed like sardines for what seemed like forever
we barely made it on time catch a ride with this beautiful woman.
She drove us about an hour further south of the city
right to the gate of our destination in Tepotzlan.
The whole trip costed us an equivalent of 50 cents each.
Quickly after arriving we all realized that we were hungry and thirsty..
.
With almost no drinking water and no food .
.
Ezequiel and I decide to take a walk into the village
to buy food from the market..
.
This dog ALWAYS shadows us when we leave.
This grand gate makes a nice frame to the beautiful mountain peaks behind it..
Knowing my love for the corn flavors
Ezequiel is excited to share this street roasted corn with me..
Damn! That was good!
At my home in Texas, USA, the Garden of Eden @gardenofeden
we have a healthy pile of old tires we recycle for various projects.
I love this idea for making stairs with the old tires.
These stairs led to an enchanted space of magical beauty.
When I got excited about this incredible tree
Ezequiel protested that this tree is nothing...just wait.
As I followed him down the elegantly masoned path I gasped at the sight.
It looks like something out of a fairy tale.
Notice the lump on the ground, centered beneath the bridge.
It's this guy.
His presence kinda made me feel at home in Dallas.
Oh my God!
It's crazy, mystical, magical beauty.
...and this tree! It resonates with pure, ancient mother energy.
Up close, her textures,
natural colors and
twisted exposed roots is nothing
other than nature's perfect art.
The bark formations reminds me of Eastern architecture.
This mother of a tree is truly sexy.
The view from the top of the bridge.
When we arrived to the central park I saw this art piece in the center.
It was created by the local activist as a protest piece
to the slaughter of the native trees.
This a close up of the Floripondio flowers we saw in the first photo.
We talked about these flowers in my anthropology classes.
They are depicted in the ancient texts
and are indeed magical.
My professor called them...
Datura
...and NO, I did not eat them.
If this is your visit to my blog you'll want to Follow me.
More than halfway through my Mexican Magical City tour
there is still much more adventure to go.
After Mexico I enter Guatemala.
Never stop keeping the...
Upcoming blogs will display food,
a funny visit to an art gallery
and some more beautiful walks.
The scent is hypnotic.
The morning after Teotihuacan
Ezequiel, Ovat and I woke up
in Irene's Mexico City apartment once again.
Today we loaded up my stuff and walked to the subway.
After riding the length of Mexico City,
stuffed and packed like sardines for what seemed like forever
we barely made it on time catch a ride with this beautiful woman.
She drove us about an hour further south of the city
right to the gate of our destination in Tepotzlan.
The whole trip costed us an equivalent of 50 cents each.
Quickly after arriving we all realized that we were hungry and thirsty..
.
With almost no drinking water and no food .
.
Ezequiel and I decide to take a walk into the village
to buy food from the market..
.
This dog ALWAYS shadows us when we leave.
This grand gate makes a nice frame to the beautiful mountain peaks behind it..
Knowing my love for the corn flavors
Ezequiel is excited to share this street roasted corn with me..
Damn! That was good!
At my home in Texas, USA, the Garden of Eden @gardenofeden
we have a healthy pile of old tires we recycle for various projects.
I love this idea for making stairs with the old tires.
These stairs led to an enchanted space of magical beauty.
When I got excited about this incredible tree
Ezequiel protested that this tree is nothing...just wait.
As I followed him down the elegantly masoned path I gasped at the sight.
It looks like something out of a fairy tale.
Notice the lump on the ground, centered beneath the bridge.
It's this guy.
His presence kinda made me feel at home in Dallas.
Oh my God!
It's crazy, mystical, magical beauty.
...and this tree! It resonates with pure, ancient mother energy.
Up close, her textures,
natural colors and
twisted exposed roots is nothing
other than nature's perfect art.
The bark formations reminds me of Eastern architecture.
This mother of a tree is truly sexy.
The view from the top of the bridge.
When we arrived to the central park I saw this art piece in the center.
It was created by the local activist as a protest piece
to the slaughter of the native trees.
This a close up of the Floripondio flowers we saw in the first photo.
We talked about these flowers in my anthropology classes.
They are depicted in the ancient texts
and are indeed magical.
My professor called them...
Datura
...and NO, I did not eat them.
If this is your visit to my blog you'll want to Follow me.
More than halfway through my Mexican Magical City tour
there is still much more adventure to go.
After Mexico I enter Guatemala.
Never stop keeping the...
Upcoming blogs will display food,
a funny visit to an art gallery
and some more beautiful walks.
stuffed and packed like sardines for what seemed like forever
we barely made it on time catch a ride with this beautiful woman.
right to the gate of our destination in Tepotzlan.
The whole trip costed us an equivalent of 50 cents each.
Quickly after arriving we all realized that we were hungry and thirsty..
.
With almost no drinking water and no food .
.
Ezequiel and I decide to take a walk into the village
to buy food from the market..
.
This dog ALWAYS shadows us when we leave.
This grand gate makes a nice frame to the beautiful mountain peaks behind it..
Knowing my love for the corn flavors
Ezequiel is excited to share this street roasted corn with me..
Damn! That was good!
At my home in Texas, USA, the Garden of Eden @gardenofeden
we have a healthy pile of old tires we recycle for various projects.
I love this idea for making stairs with the old tires.
These stairs led to an enchanted space of magical beauty.
When I got excited about this incredible tree
Ezequiel protested that this tree is nothing...just wait.
As I followed him down the elegantly masoned path I gasped at the sight.
It looks like something out of a fairy tale.
Notice the lump on the ground, centered beneath the bridge.
It's this guy.
His presence kinda made me feel at home in Dallas.
Oh my God!
It's crazy, mystical, magical beauty.
...and this tree! It resonates with pure, ancient mother energy.
Up close, her textures,
natural colors and
twisted exposed roots is nothing
other than nature's perfect art.
The bark formations reminds me of Eastern architecture.
This mother of a tree is truly sexy.
The view from the top of the bridge.
When we arrived to the central park I saw this art piece in the center.
It was created by the local activist as a protest piece
to the slaughter of the native trees.
This a close up of the Floripondio flowers we saw in the first photo.
We talked about these flowers in my anthropology classes.
They are depicted in the ancient texts
and are indeed magical.
My professor called them...
Datura
...and NO, I did not eat them.
If this is your visit to my blog you'll want to Follow me.
More than halfway through my Mexican Magical City tour
there is still much more adventure to go.
After Mexico I enter Guatemala.
Never stop keeping the...
Upcoming blogs will display food,
a funny visit to an art gallery
and some more beautiful walks.
to buy food from the market..
Ezequiel is excited to share this street roasted corn with me..
we have a healthy pile of old tires we recycle for various projects.
I love this idea for making stairs with the old tires.
Ezequiel protested that this tree is nothing...just wait.
to the slaughter of the native trees.
After Mexico I enter Guatemala.
a funny visit to an art gallery
and some more beautiful walks.