Much has been said about DF over the years – and not all of it great – but we think Mexico City could be best summed up in the words of one of our cab drivers: “This place is wonderful, it just needs a better PR.”
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The traffic, the safety, the thefts. We’re sure that exists in some shape or another – as it would in any city of its scale – except we didn’t get that feeling at all. In fact, take all of that negativity and reverse it because that’s pretty much what our experience was like.
On our first night we walked the streets, stunned at the insanely beautiful architecture that looked as if it was lifted straight out of Paris. Albeit, a somewhat less glimmering version.
Like the City of Love, the DF locals are legendary canoodlers. As in, there are loved-up couples of all ages locked in embraces and touching-tongues EVERYWHERE.
We definitely need more of this flagrant romance (and zero cares for the peering eyes of passers by) in Australia.
In fact, it seems kissing is such a cultural obsession that a street performer even used us in his sketch – which basically just consisted of making us dance and lock lips with strangers. Imagine four people awkwardly wrapping their arms around each other just for the enjoyment of a 50-strong crowd and you might get a picture of the sheer gawkiness.
At one point we were a bit lost in the suburbs and instead of just blindly ignoring our wide-eyed (“wtf where are we?”) stares, locals came up to us and asked if we were okay and if we needed help.
Wholly stunned at this.
Most helped us hail cabs and even when the drivers struggled to understand our broken Spanish or didn’t know our destination (DF is pretty large), they just pulled up and asked a random amigo to explain the route in detail. These are just small examples of the sense of the community that just comes standard here but seems so rare in other cities.
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