A Drawing Gallery of Italians
November 2 in Italy ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C
En inglés y español
ITALIANI: DRAWINGS OF ITALIANS!
In a small piazza in Trastevere, Piazza San Egidio, I saw an arresting portrait of Sofia Loren, publicizing an exhibit inside. I passed by several times on my way to other places, thinking it would be very expensive. One day, I stopped, went inside, and was told that it was free.
The NYC Culture Club organized it, so that the artist, Salvatore Catalano, could have an exhibit there. He is a multi-faceted artist, living both in
Florence and in the United States, very busy, and very inventive. I like drawings, so I spent a pleasant hour with these portraits. I especially liked how Mr. Catalano found a quote from most of his subjects, which you can see at the bottom of their portraits. Here is his website, if you’re interested: https://www.salvatorejcatalano.com/about
ITALIANOS: ¡DIBUJOS DE ITALIANOS!
En una placita chiquita en Trastevere, la Piazza San Egidio, vi un retrato impresionante de Sofía Loren que anunciaba una exposición adentro. Pasé por ahí varias veces camino a otros lugares, pensando que seguramente era muy cara. Un día me detuve, entré, y me dijeron que era gratis.
La exposición la organizó el NYC Culture Club, para que el artista Salvatore Catalano pudiera exhibir su trabajo ahí. Es un artista muy versátil, que vive entre Florencia y Estados Unidos —súper ocupado y muy creativo. A mí me encantan los dibujos, así que pasé una hora muy agradable viendo esos retratos. Me gustó especialmente cómo el señor Catalano encontró una frase de la mayoría de las personas retratadas, que aparece al pie de sus retratos.
Aquí está su sitio web, por si te interesa:
https://www.salvatorejcatalano.com/aboutRead more
Rome Agrees With Me
November 2 in Italy ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C
En inglés y español
(Nov. 2, 2025)
I must say that I was contented nearly all the time I’ve been in Rome. The October weather was lovely, the city streets were walkable, and always interesting. People I met along the way were courteous, friendly, and interested. I was happy with what I was doing with my language studies and explorations, I was pleased by the generally purposeful yet relaxed atmosphere, and I was happy that I was in Europe!
The last time I was in Europe was in 2018, in Portugal, and before that, in 2012, in England and Spain. My greatest and longest stay was 1980-86, in London. So it has been very agreeable to be back. Here in Rome, I notice that (through listening around) there is an openness to communication and congeniality. Friends meet up in the cafes, chat animatedly, eat a lot of pastries, and drink many aperitifs. There is an air of culture on the streets, with many poles papered with schedules for seasons of theaters, of opera, and of concerts in the park. Men meet with men friends. Older people are on the arms of younger family members. Once a nearly blind woman asked to take my arm to cross a massive street. It was a sweet and companionable moment.
Enjoy the photos!
(escrito el 2 de noviembre de 2025)
Debo decir que estaba contenta casi todo el tiempo que estuve en Roma. El clima de octubre fue encantador, las calles de la ciudad eran caminables y siempre interesantes. La gente que conocí por el camino era amable, simpática y curiosa. Estaba feliz con lo que estaba haciendo con mis estudios de idiomas y mis exploraciones, me complacía la atmósfera generalmente intencionada pero relajada, ¡y me alegraba estar en Europa!
La última vez que estuve en Europa fue en 2018, en Portugal, y antes de eso, en 2012, en Inglaterra y España. Mi estancia más larga y significativa fue de 1980 a 1986, en Londres. Así que ha sido muy agradable estar de vuelta. Aquí en Roma, noto (al escuchar a mi alrededor) que hay una apertura a la comunicación y la cordialidad. Los amigos se encuentran en los cafés, charlan animadamente, comen muchos pasteles y beben muchos aperitivos. Hay un aire de cultura en las calles, con muchos postes cubiertos con horarios de temporadas de teatros, de ópera y de conciertos en el parque. Los hombres se juntan con amigos hombres. Las personas mayores van del brazo de familiares más jóvenes. Una vez, una mujer casi ciega me pidió que le tomara del brazo para cruzar una calle enorme. Fue un momento dulce y de compañía.
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ROME WEEK 3: EXPLORING ROME MY OWN WAY
October 20 in Italy ⋅ ☁️ 21 °C
En inglés y español
This trip, I had a definite repugnant reaction against going sightseeing. Part of it was a reaction to an adulthood (55 years) of constant museums, excavations, (formerly known as “ruins”) galleries, and historic places in and outside of cities. Another part was the frantic crowding, lining up, trillions of selfies, and monotonous bucket lists of the phalanxes of tourists that are every day in Rome—especially in the particularly lovely October weather.
So, for more than half of my stay, I went out walking every day, binoculars around my neck, exploring some of Rome’s “riones,” historic administrative districts. Streets and sections of Monteverde, my neighborhood, Trastevere, Borgo, Colonna, Testaccio, Ostiense, and Flaminio. These walks were filled with centuries of architecture, in the midst of modern Rome.
Then, I decided to go to offbeat, off the desperate tourist list, to a few very beautiful places, and one definitely weird one. The Museum of Rome in Trastevere had dioramas from the 1930’s, depicting the 1850’s, with giant papier mâché figures: in a post office, a wine shop, etc.—all quite dusty and cracking with age. Neapolitan presepe techniques did not stretch to Rome. But it did have a series of lovely watercolors of Trastevere on the walls opposite the dioramas, painted by a German artist. On the ground floor were four photographers’ exhipits, capturing various Italian village festivals
The National Roman Museum in the Palazzo Massimo gave me the breathtaking Greek-influenced sculptural art of Rome before Christ. The Centrale Montemartini had equally astonishing sculptures, that were from various centuries, found under the grounds of a huge steam power plant. The museum incorporates both the art and the industrial works in the same space, which was extremely odd, but beautiful and geographically truthful.
The MAXXI, National Museum of Contemporary Art and Architecture, was designed by Zaha Hadid. The building itself was the main attraction for me, and the current exhibit showing the world history of stadium building was my favorite show.
I hope you enjoy the photos!
EXPLORANDO ROMA A MI MANERA
En este viaje, sentí un rechazo total hacia la idea de hacer turismo tradicional. En parte fue una reacción a toda una vida adulta (¡55 años!) llena de museos, excavaciones (antes llamadas “ruinas”), galerías y lugares históricos dentro y fuera de las ciudades. Y en parte también fue por el agobio de las multitudes, las filas interminables, los trillones de selfies, y las listas aburridas de “cosas que ver” que siguen en masa los turistas que invaden Roma todos los días—sobre todo con este clima tan lindo de octubre.
Así que, durante más de la mitad de mi estancia, salí a caminar todos los días, con los binoculares colgados al cuello, explorando algunos de los “rioni” de Roma, los antiguos barrios administrativos. Calles y zonas de Monteverde, mi vecindario, Trastevere, Borgo, Colonna, Testaccio, Ostiense y Flaminio. En esas caminatas me rodeaban siglos de arquitectura, mezclados con la Roma moderna.
Después decidí ir a lugares raros, fuera de las rutas turísticas desesperadas, a unos sitios realmente hermosos y a uno definitivamente extraño. El Museo de Roma en Trastevere tenía dioramas de los años 30 que mostraban escenas de los 1850s, con figuras gigantes de papel maché: en una oficina de correos, en una taberna, etc.—todo bastante polvoriento y resquebrajado por la edad. Las técnicas napolitanas de los “presepi” no se extendieron a Roma. Pero en frente de esos dioramas había una serie preciosa de acuarelas de Trastevere, pintadas por un artista alemán. En la planta baja, cuatro exposiciones de fotografía mostraban distintas fiestas de pueblos italianos.
El Museo Nacional Romano, en el Palazzo Massimo, me dejó sin aliento con su arte escultórico romano influenciado por los griegos, de la época anterior a Cristo. El Centrale Montemartini también me impresionó: tenía esculturas asombrosas de varios siglos, descubiertas bajo los terrenos de una enorme planta de energía a vapor. El museo combina las obras de arte y las máquinas industriales en el mismo espacio—una mezcla rarísima, pero hermosa y muy fiel al lugar.
El MAXXI, el Museo Nacional de Arte y Arquitectura Contemporánea, fue diseñado por Zaha Hadid. El edificio en sí fue lo que más me atrajo, y la exposición actual, que mostraba la historia mundial de la construcción de estadios, fue mi favorita.
¡Espero que disfruten las fotos!Read more

You certainly did the right thing, getting off the beaten track! Rome's a city with as much off the B.T. as on it! [James C.]
Rome Week 2: Breakthroughs!
October 15 in Italy ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C
(En español e inglés)
In the course of long walks and intense cafe study sessions, the awaited breakthroughs occurred. The first was the surrender on the part of my Spanish to finally not interfering with my Italian. The second was hearing Italian in my head as I passed through my day outside of my apartment. These breakthroughs happened simultaneously on October 13, a very significant day.
On this day, Andrea Lise, my Italian-learning friend from California, and I, met with Luca Lampariello for dinner. Luca is a world-famous polyglot (14 languages and counting) and language-study coach. Andrea and I met on his internet platform, “Smart Language Learning Academy.”
Dinner was at a local well-loved restaurant, “L’antica Roma.” In the course of several hours, we spoke only Italian, with Luca never slowing down his zippy Roman-accented speech. It was at times utterly hilarious—and a literal banquet of Italian!
The next day Luca posted a description of our meeting with a very complimentary post on his Smart Language platform (see photos) which received many comments from other members of the Academy. Also, he invited me to accompany him and his roommate to a “Couch Surfing” event at “Libreria Letteraria,” a bookstore/event place located not far from our apartments. After “language teaching sessions” at 5-6 tables—including French, Italian, Spanish, etc.—there was just a group of 35-40 people milling around, being sociable, and speaking different languages with each other. It was similar to language Meet-Ups in the States I used to go to, but much warmer and friendlier.
After this, I was able to engage in much longer and deeper conversations with the people I met.
Enjoy the photos! The one with the book cover let me start a conversation with two gentlemen who were also puzzling over the book’s title. (See the photo)
ROMA SEMANA 2: ¡AVANCES!
Durante mis largas caminatas y mis intensas sesiones de estudio en los cafés, ¡llegaron por fin los avances esperados!
El primero fue que mi español, al fin, dejó de interferir con mi italiano.
El segundo fue que empecé a escuchar el italiano en mi cabeza mientras pasaba el día fuera de mi apartamento.
Estos dos avances ocurrieron al mismo tiempo, el 13 de octubre, un día muy significativo.
Ese día, mi amiga californiana que también está aprendiendo italiano, Andrea Lise, y yo cenamos con Luca Lampariello.
Luca es un políglota mundialmente famoso (habla 14 idiomas) y un profesor de aprendizaje de lenguas.
Andrea y yo nos conocimos en su plataforma en línea “Smart Language Learning Academy”.
Cenamos en un restaurante local muy querido, “L’antica Roma”. Durante varias horas hablamos solo en italiano, y Luca nunca bajó la velocidad de su rapidísimo italiano con acento romano. A veces fue absolutamente desternillante… ¡y un auténtico banquete de italiano!
Al día siguiente, Luca publicó una descripción de nuestro encuentro en su plataforma Smart Language, con un mensaje muy halagador (ver fotos), que recibió muchos comentarios de otros miembros de la Academia.
Además, me invitó a acompañarlo a un evento de “Couch Surfing” en “Libreria Letteraria”, una librería con espacio para eventos que queda cerca de nuestros apartamentos.
Después de unas “sesiones de intercambio de idiomas” en 5 o 6 mesas —francés, italiano, español, etc.— el resto fue simplemente un grupo de 35 o 40 personas charlando, siendo sociables y hablando distintos idiomas entre sí. Era parecido a los “Meet-Ups” de idiomas a los que solía ir en Estados Unidos, pero mucho más cálido y amistoso.
Después de eso, pude tener conversaciones mucho más largas y profundas con la gente que conocía.
¡Disfrutan las fotos! En una de ellas se ve la portada de un libro que me sirvió para empezar una conversación con dos señores que también estaban tratando de entender el título. (Ver la foto)Read more

TravelerYour perseverance knows no bounds! It must be a challenge not to confuse Italian with Spanish.

TravelerOne of my favourite places in Rome was Piazza Vittore Emmanuele. And the ice cream parlour nearby; is that the one you've been to?

I've been to SO MANY gelaterias since October 2nd that I can't possibly count them. On October 21, I suddenly stopped with the gelatos and pastries, as I was tired of "preparando per l'imminente infarto," That's "preparing for my imminent heart attack." My new rule is that I can only order something sweet if I'm accompanied by someone. Which rarely happens. [Doree]
Prelude in Mexico City
October 4 in Mexico ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C
It was fun to spend a few days in Mexico City before going to Rome. It is vastly different from Oaxaca, in terms of area, population density, automobiles, and big-city atmosphere. It was my first time to stay in the Historic Center, only a few blocks from beautiful Bellas Artes, the lavish art nouveau/art deco performing arts center.
Logically enough, I bought a concert ticket for the Sinfonica Nacional for my first night, which featured Shostokovich’s Eighth Symphony. It was beautifully performed, and quite moving. The second night I saw a Jean Genet play, “The Maids,” performed in Spanish at a small cultural center nearby. It was culturally enriching, as I read the play in English the next evening!
During the four days I was there,, I wandered about, seeing interesting slices of Mexico City life, and relaxing before my trip to Europe.Read more
Rome Week 1: Getting Situated
October 2 in Italy ⋅ 🌬 20 °C
(En español e inglés)My initial plan in coming to Rome for a month was to practice Italian. In 2024, I reviewed Italian for around 3 months, and went to Naples in December, for a month. Unfortunately I ended up not speaking much Italian at all, as I was speaking Spanish all the time with the Mexican archaeologist friend who accompanied me. So, after my surgery in late March of this year, I decided to spend the next 5 months reviewing and learning Italian and try again, in October 2025. The plan is working well: I am speaking Italian during my days here. BUT not so much. And there are many hours in the day.
So I had to find an interesting approach to my days in this beautiful city. Every day after breakfast, I pick an important place to visit. I usually take public transportation halfway there, and walk the rest of the way. I always have my being alone, my binoculars at the ready, and my constant curiosity accompanying me, and voilà! I also find interesting people to talk to.
The long walks become exhausting, so I stop for snacks and coffee in cafes along the way. There, I take out my Italian and Egyptian Arabic materials to study. When I get home to my Airbnb in the relaxed neighborhood of Monteverde, I cook a simple vegetable pasta, watch a film, read, and go to sleep. And so has passed my first week.
Enjoy the photos!
En español:
ROMA SEMANA 1: ¡ADAPTÁNDOME!
Mi plan inicial al venir a Roma por un mes era practicar italiano. En 2024 repasé italiano durante unos tres meses y en diciembre fui a Nápoles por un mes.
Lamentablemente, terminé sin hablar casi nada de italiano, porque todo el tiempo hablaba en español con mi amiga arqueóloga mexicana que me acompañó.
Así que, después de mi cirugía a finales de marzo de este año, decidí pasar los siguientes cinco meses repasando y aprendiendo italiano para intentarlo de nuevo en octubre de 2025.
Y el plan va bastante bien: estoy hablando italiano durante mis días aquí… PERO no tanto como quisiera. Y el día tiene muchas horas.
Así que tuve que buscar una forma interesante de pasar mis días en esta hermosa ciudad. Cada mañana después del desayuno, elijo un lugar importante para visitar.
Normalmente tomo el transporte público hasta la mitad del camino y el resto lo hago caminando. Siempre voy con mi soledad, mis binoculares listos y mi curiosidad constante, ¡y voilà! También termino encontrando gente interesante con quien charlar.
Las caminatas largas son agotadoras, así que me detengo para picar algo o tomar un café en los bares por el camino.
Allí saco mis materiales de italiano y árabe egipcio para estudiar.
Cuando vuelvo a mi Airbnb, en el tranquilo barrio de Monteverde, cocino una pasta sencilla con verduras, veo una peli, leo un rato y me voy a dormir.
Y así ha pasado mi primera semana.
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#3. April 21 to June 14, 2023
June 14, 2023 in Mexico ⋅ 🌧 31 °C
In this latest part of this Udemy course, “The Complete Drawing Masterclass,” I’m drawing “portrait parts,” i.e., eyes, ears, noses, mouths, and hair. Then there are a few subjects of my own: a little dog, a stuffed goat head, and “souvenirs” of my left knee injury: a crutch and my knee injury, as seen from a view of the ligaments.
Dates and explanations are on each picture.Read more

Speak, WorldThank you! Angles is going to get better and better, because I am using the compass on my phone! It’s not exactly training my eye, but I’m getting it exactly right.

Your dog is really well done. I love the light and shadows of his face. Looking right at us! [Ellen B]
#2. March 28 to May 3, 2023
May 3, 2023 in Mexico ⋅ ☁️ 30 °C
This is what I’ve studied in my online “Complete Drawing Masterclass, lectures 56 to 100
1. Applying value: hatching, cross-hatching and the “reductive method.”
2. Drawing in one- and two-point perspective.
3. The blocking-in method of drawing
4. A few drawings of my own
Dates and explanations are on each picture.Read more

Traveler
I wonder if you found the classes in perspective drawing as satisfying as I did. All those "oh yes, of course" moments.

Speak, WorldYes, doing perspective is very satisfying in many ways. I was lazy in doing 2-point perspective for the ex-Convento in not putting the vanishing points way outside the page. Next time…

Speak, WorldThank you! I guess I’m ready to look at how things really are at this point.
#1 February 19 to March 26, 2023
March 26, 2023 in Mexico ⋅ ☀️ 30 °C
I am definitely doing a different kind of “trip” here: after a 24-year hiatus, I decided to start drawing again, and I wanted to keep a “diary” of my progress. Therefore, every “trip” here is a course or a topic, and every “footprint” in the trip will be my drawings. All will be in chronological order so I can keep track of my progress, and so can you.
This first class of “Beginning to Draw Again” is called “The Complete Drawing Masterclass: From Beginning to Advanced” taught by Jonathan Simon. It is a course on a very well-thought-out platform called “Udemy.” In this footprint, I covered Lectures 17-22, doing gesture, contour, and structural drawings, This is the usual way drawing instruction starts for beginners.
Although I’m not an actual “beginner” in this footprint, 24 years is a long time to not do something! Also, in 1998-99 as a true beginner, it somehow didn’t occur to me to practice every day. So my progress wasn’t good. This time around, at age 72, I’m practicing almost every day.
Dates and explanations are on each picture.
Cheers to all!Read more
FEBRUARY 2023: Outings and Carnival!
February 28, 2023 in Mexico ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C
OUTINGS AND CARNIVAL! FEBRUARY 2023
First, a moment of memory and affection for my friend and neighbor Roger Bobo. I call him the Jascha Heifetz of tuba players. He also also taught the world through his many distinguished students that the tuba is a beautiful instrument. Please listen!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1txIgL8-2xY
We started February with a Sunday excursion to the town of Cuilápam to see the ex-convento there. Twenty years after Spain’s conquest of Mexico in 1521, it is astonishing how many such gargantuan religious edifices were built. (Or maybe not “astonishing,” as the Mesoamerican peoples were forced to tear down their own buildings and use the same stones to build the Spaniards’ religious edifices.)
At the ex-convent it was not only the day of a marriage, a baptism, and a quinceañera, but also Culiápam’s saint’s day, so there was much action in this ancient place. Enrique and I went for a walk in the surrounding farmed areas, and bought just-harvested black beans and peanuts from a local owner. And as always, there was a delicious meal in the market. Since we arrived late, we were served the last remaining dish: beef “panzita” in a tomato-y broth. It’s the only kind of tripe that Enrique can stomach.
The following Sunday we went to the town of Ocotlán, home of the artist Rodolfo Morales. We visited the museum which his family’s Foundation is running to display his works in rotation. There are murals of his in churches in the Central Valley of Oaxaca, and in other places as well. Search for “Roberto Morales Ocotlán” for beautiful images. The market was quite a highlight—full of activity, color, noise, and so much to buy!
Our third outing was to Mitla, which is famous for its Zapotec ruins and beautiful weavings. We saw the ruins first (of course all buildings were devastated by the conquering Spaniards, who forced the rightful owners to destroy their own buildings etc., etc.) Then we our market lunch, and a fascinating conversation with our hostess. She lived and worked as far north as Baja California, but made her way home south to Oaxaca twenty-odd years later. Finally, we bought lovely tablecloth “clothing” for Enrique’s and my dining tables.
Carnival! It is a time for happy pre-Lenten celebrations, with many many devils. The highlight was a parade of the best of carnival from neighboring villages here in the Valle Central de Oaxaca.
And oh! Of course there was Valentine’s Day.
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What a pleasure to see your unfolding journey in life, dear Doree. You have landed in a magical land. . . Blessings to your lovely, departed friend. From Siem Reap, Cambodia, to you in Oaxaca, Mexico, with love, Victoria [Victoria Vorreiter]
JANUARY 2023: The Family Pays a Visit
January 18, 2023 in Mexico ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C
In my previous blog about my trip to northern Chile, I frequently received remarks like, “How wonderful that you’re traveling again!” This was strange to me, because every single day I’m in Oaxaca, I feel that I’m in the midst of a different kind of “travel:” that of traveling into the depths of a culture and my own soul. This is the fourth time in my life I’ve taken such a trip. The first was 1969-71 in Matsumoto, Japan; the second from 1980-86 in London, England, and the third from 1986-87 in Cairo, Egypt. But now, since August 2020, I’ve been on the journey of a lifetime—combining and using all of the knowledge of my 71 years, and learning utterly new things in depth as well.
So I have decided to take you along on a monthly blog of this deeper-than-touristic voyage so you can see what it means to me. We’ll start with January.
My pareja Enrique Suárez Murcio is one of four siblings: oldest brother Marco Antonio, deceased from COVID; older sister Rosalina—“Lina,” and younger brother Rafael. Lina and Rafael came to Oaxaca for the first time since their childhood visits: 36 years later! The purpose was to help out with a legal issue regarding the family home (write your wills NOW, everyone!) but it was also celebratory. After a day in Family Court, we spent the rest of the time enjoying each other’s company in various places. I am thrilled to be in the midst of Family, and equally grateful to be warmly accepted by them.
The month rounds out with a few other bits and pieces: scenes from Oaxaca, two Oaxacan artists, some street scenes, a Sunday “dry season” outing in the hills to the north of the city, and the stressed-out neighbor’s cat sleeping off his relegation to “decidedly not so important” after the birth of his family’s first child.
January!Read more

Absolutely. Life is a journey, travel it well! Great to meet up with you. James. [James Collenette]
Atacama Desert: Red Rocks and Salt Flats
January 14, 2023 in Chile
Atacama Desert: Red Rocks and Salt Flats
This is a combination of my last two days’ tours on January 14 and 15, with photos so you can see the desert scenery. More explanations are given in the photo captions.
Most of the area is up near the Bolivian border. In fact, in the salt flats tour, our guide was actually an English and Spanish teacher from La Paz, Bolivia. A few times we were above 4500 meters (14,700 feet) altitude! When I breathed, I couldn’t feel any result of being oxygenated. This resulted in my walking slowly and not talking to anyone— to try to get my breath back!
On the last day, I shared the tour with the Bolivian guide, a doctor from Santiago specializing in geriatrics, and a retired Taiwanese chemical engineer. The four of us bonded immediately, and enjoyed each others’ company the whole day. A jackpot!
And this concludes my trip to northern Chile.Read more
Atacama Desert: Valle de la Luna
January 13, 2023 in Chile ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C
It seems that the tourism industry in each country I visit picks two or three major sights to fly visitors who have only a week to explore. The two places in Chile are Torres del Paine National Park and the Atacama Desert. Missing are a slew of gentler, lesser-known places that I have loved, such as the island of Chiloe. (I wrote about it in my first trip to Chile.)
The Atacama Desert is a wild and beautiful place, with little water, high altitudes, and a variety of interesting altiplano plants and animals. The indigenous people who live there are the Likanantaí. They are the stewards of the lands that I visited with my tours, charging admission to each major stop, and watching over the innumerable visitors.
Remember the NY Times article a few months ago about huge lithium deposits that were found in northern Chile? Well, this is where they were found—in the fragile reserves in the region. The rights to mine were sold by the Chilean government to a U.S. company, and all hell will break loose in 2030. You need must get to the Atacama soon, as much will be lost—especially in the salt flats you’ll see in my upcoming posts.
These pictures show my first excursion.Read more

Traveler
Nice shot. The eye first takes in the horse and rider then is drawn to the vastness of the scene behind and the mountains because the rider is looking in that direction. So much more pleasing than if he had been looking at the camera.

So good to see you back on the road, intrepid traveler! Thank you for sharing this special part of the world. V X [Victoria]
A 13-Hour Ride: La Serena to Calama
January 11, 2023 in Chile ⋅ ☀️ 28 °C
I was so curious to see the deserts in northern Chile! After the green of Patagonia, I needed some contrast. So, I offer these photos of what my ride mostly looked like, to satisfy YOUR curiosity.

Thank you so much for taking us along on your adventures. I have plans to visit you when it's mutually convenient. I'll need to build up my stamina to keep up with you, it seems. Wishing you and your partner continous joyful times. [Flora Brown]
Penguins at Isla Damas
January 8, 2023 in Chile ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C
My second tour involved traveling north to see the endangered Humboldt penguins. I have to reveal at this point that taking tours was more of a necessity than just getting to see places I wouldn’t ordinarily be able to visit alone. It was also because cities in Chile are at this time extremely dangerous—especially for a solo traveler like me. Not only am I spotted in an instant as a foreigner, but will also obviously be carrying a phone, money, and other valuables. An easy target. Tours are the answer for staying in a group, and so far this has worked out quite well: great guides and pleasant company. The only sacrifice is my 50-year tradition of fascinating solo traveling. At least in Chile.
Back to the penguins. There are now 12,000 mating pairs up and down the coasts of Chile and Peru, and their habitat is disappearing rapidly. We drove north for a little over an hour to the town of Los Choros to board a boat for Isla Damas. On the two-hour ride to and around the island, we saw a fabulous show of wildlife: sea lions, many sorts of terns, two types of cormorants, and—the penguins. The guide on the boat was excellent and could answer any questions. He was commenting on a non-penguin topic—the dangers of a new mining venture trying to start up in the area—as I took a video of the penguins. You can hear Chilean Spanish and watch the lovely creatures at the same time.
To learn more about the penguins, here is a link:
https://www.biologicaldiversity.org/species/bir…
To honor my own wishes, our guide in the van made a stop so we could get out to examine the coastal flora at close range. I found that quite thrilling.
To celebrate my final night in La Serena a few days later, I invited my always kind and affectionate landlady Paula out for mariscos, sea food, in a favorite restaurant of hers.
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Speak, WorldYes, I thought it was creepy too. But I couldn’t help but think what a waste of tennis shoes and jeans that was. I was wondering if they outgrew them, or the display was just worth the sacrifice. Things are so expensive here in Chile!
From La Serena: Valle del Elqui
January 7, 2023 in Chile ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C
I had the great fortune of being a kilometer away from an A+ tour agency, so I booked tours for the 2nd and 3rd of January there. I used to be a “tour snob,” trying to find places by myself. This is a good process in large cities where a map and a guidebook are enough, but to see what’s OUT of town, a tour delivers. Both of mine included 14-15 people, we rode in vans, and the drivers were also quite excellent guides who spoke extensively and knowledgeably throughout via a microphone on board.
The Elqui River empties into the Pacific Ocean two kilometers north of where I was staying. But its origins are in the west Andes, from which it flows into a fertile valley to the west of La Serena. Here a good portion of Chile’s vegetables are grown—especially lettuces, avocados, and olives for olive oil.
Our first stop was a dam of the river, and we dutifully walked over the top of it. Actually, the first stop of day-long tours is for breakfast—a kind of prize for the night owls who actually got up in time to catch the van.
To wake us up further, the second stop was at a pisco distillery. Pisco is an unaged brandy made from Chilean (or Peruvian) white grapes, and is distilled (without water) at 38-48 proof. Our tour guide also had extensive knowledge of the process, so we did our thinking before our drinking, to paraphrase a Spanish saying. (“Primero el deber, luego el placer.”) The classic South American cocktail is a “Pisco Sour,” which is pisco with lemon juice and shaken a great deal. We sampled it without the shake-up.
Other stops were at Vicuña, the birthplace of Gabriela Mistral (Nobel Prize winning poet), lunch in a nearby town, and on the way back, a place to buy goods produced in the valley.
You can see from the photos that it was quite a lovely trip. I wasn’t my usual chatty self with the other tour members, but stayed quiet and observant for a change. (A big change.)
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TravelerWhat a fascinating tour it sounds, and what lovely photographs of spectacular views. Like you, I used to be snobby about tours and like you, I came to realize that they can often be the only way to see some things. And even if one can arrive at wherever by oneself, a guided tour can still deliver much more than a visit alone.
La Serena, second oldest city in Chile
January 6, 2023 in Chile ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C
La Serena is a medium-sized city of 250,000, located 248 miles north of Santiago. It is ChiIe’s second-oldest city, with many things of interest to me.
As it turned out, there was a very nice surprise right across from my Airbnb property: a historic house where the poet Gabriela Mistral lived with her sister, and just behind it, a public library dedicated to her memory. I explored the house with a very knowledgeable guide, and got acquainted with “Gabriela,” as she is known in Chile: the first Latin American author to win the Nobel Prize in literature in 1945, and also an educator, diplomat, and public intellectual. The area of La Serena is full of places where she lived and worked.
I also walked the short kilometer to the “Faro,” lighthouse for my view of the ocean, back to town to book sightseeing, tours and just. walk around. I headed to the small and excellently arranged Archeological Museum, where I learned about the local indigenous people, the Diaguita, who settled in the area (and also in northern Argentina) from around 900 CE. Such wonderful pottery they produced! There are still 88,474 Diaguitas living in Chile today.
The city center was given a “Haussmann treatment” 1948-52 to make it homogenously neocolonial, or Spanish Colonial Revival style. It is pleasant enough, and there seems to be enough money in the city coffers to keep the “historical” buildings freshly painted. This is necessary, because there is a plague of graffiti writing and murals on every available wall in the city. Indeed, this graffiti plague (my opinion) is sanctioned by city governments now all over Chile.
I finally ended my first day in a coffee shop studying Spanish. A wonderful surprise: I found out that José Vasconcelos, the author of our Oaxaca reading circle’s current book, invited Gabriela Mistral to Mexico when he was Minister of Education (1922-24) to establish educational programs. A perfect connection!
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Wonderful to see you traveling again, Doree. Bonne route! Loved seeing the museum displays. . . V X [Victoria]

TravelerHow nice to visit a city little-known outside its country---makes you really feel like an explorer. I love the lighthouse as well! James.

Excelente Doree. Thanks for sharing your adventures. Michael and I are having an amazing time in India. [Barb]
VALPARAISO
January 4, 2023 in Chile ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C
My first trip to Chile was in 2019, when I explored from Cochran in North Patagonia up to Santiago. Now I’m finally back, to explore another section of this oddly shaped country. (From north to south, Chile extends 4,270 km, 2,653 mi, yet is only 350 km, 217 mi at its widest point, and averages just 177 km, 110 mi east to west.) This time I’m planning to go north from Santiago (near the middle) and my first stop is in historic Valparaiso.
I had a truly rough time getting to this, my first destination, due to the domino effect of a 4-hour delay of my first flight from Oaxaca to Mexico City. You will be spared the details, but I missed two flights and arrived a day late, and the culprit was the airlines, AEROMEXICO. Be warned!
I chose to stay in Valparaiso’s Historic Center (a UNESCO World Heritage Site from 2003) to explore the two cities: the lower town full of official government buildings and banks, and the upper town of steep hills, reached by 140-year-old 10-person elevators. Up on the hills are historic houses and other lavish buildings from Valparaiso’s heyday as a major port—before the Panama Canal was built in 1914. The Museum of Fine Arts is in a former palace; the Museum of Engravings is in a stately home. The hills are truly interesting and beautiful, though some parts are very rundown, filthy, and dangerous.
The first day I walked along the coast for the entire day. With my binoculars I spied flocks of terns, cormorants, and pelicans, as well as a little sea otter. There was edible tubular kelp called “cochayuyo,” which I ate in Castro, on the island of Chiloe on my first trip to Chile. There were two lighthouses, native cacti and succulents on the hillsides, and even a very long public beach. There was celebration in the air, as January 2nd is also a holiday in Chile. By the time I was ready for lunch, the restaurants were all out of the standard fish, so I had eel! It arrived fried, and quite delicious.
The second day I visited the Museum of Fine Arts, which is in the art nouveau/deco Palacio Baburizza. They have a collection European art, as well as the Valparaiso art for which I was searching. (See photos) And then to the Natural History Museum for descriptions of flora and fauna of here, Central Chile.
The third day I visited the Valparaiso Museum of Engraving, which displayed great artistry and variety of techniques. But because of a blooming cold, I rested most of the rest of the day, and felt better on my last morning.
The prices here are much more than those of Mexico, so I’ve felt some shock. But how pleasant to see cats minding many businesses along the main streets, and a few nice places to drink coffee and study Spanish in the late afternoon. It’s not difficult to be a short-term resident.
And here, as usual, is a link for further information about the city:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valparaíso
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Valparaiso
January 1, 2023 in Chile ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C
Two Museums I Love in Mexico City
November 13, 2022 in Mexico ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C
The National Museum of Anthropology is a place of pilgrimage for me. I visited it as a child just after its creation, then in my twenties, my forties, and now in my seventies. It is a world-class museum, but more importantly, a moving and eloquent homage to the incredible indigenous heritage of Mexico, from thousands of years before the conquest. And it goes much further: it also documents ethnologically the lives and traditions still alive in the indigenous towns of today.
Enrique and I started off our tour in the Oaxaca section of the museum, where we had left off in April of our previous visit to Mexico City. The ethnology rooms are still under renovation, but the anthropology rooms are resplendent. Although there are 16 indigenous groups in the state of Oaxaca, the museum highlights the Zapotec and Mixtec cultures. We spent two hours there! And, Enrique’s mother being Mixteca, we examined each case with wonder and admiration for his ancestors.
And then, we skipped many rooms to go to the very last rooms, the Western Desert. The marvelous cases there demand another visit, and soon!
Here is a link to the museum’s site for your enjoyment:
https://www.mna.inah.gob.mx
After a rest and a snack outside, we went to the Museo Nacional de Historia in Chapultepec Castle, in Chapultepec Park. The historical importance of the Cerro del Chapulín, “The Hill of the Chapulín” (grasshopper) goes back thousands of years to the first peoples in the Valley of Mexico, and in many prominent ways, continues to this day. The Castle—originally a church in the 1500’s, briefly became the dwelling of Emperor Maximiliano, then a military college, and then home of Mexican presidents until it was decreed a museum in 1939 by Lázaro Cárdenas.
Such museum staying power we had! The history of Mexico was presented in chronological order in many rooms, with neutral explanations throughout (or I suspect—they could have been quite radical for many—but what do I know at this point?) Anyway, along with the beautifully mounted historical artifacts, I think it’s an adequate introduction to a complicated subject, and I enjoyed it.
Such a stimulating and unforgettable day!
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TravelerI remember going there in (I think) the first year it opened and loving the building. At that point, there was very little on display. It looks wonderful now.

Thank you, Doree! I love your pics and the museums! We toured both of these as well and like you and Enrique, we went straight to the Oaxaca exhibit after the main section. However we did not get through all of it. We will definitely be back at this fabulous museum! [Cindi]
Happy Birthday in Santa Maria la Ribera!
November 12, 2022 in Mexico ⋅ ⛅ 24 °C
For this year’s celebration of Enrique’s birthday, we decided to go to CDMX—Ciudad de México, Mexico City.
We took the 7-hour bus ride to experience the Tehuacán-Cuicatlán Biosphere Reserve, which stretches from the states of Oaxaca to Puebla. Although we obviously couldn’t jump out of the bus to explore, the views of the columnar cacti forest in the matorral and the Sierra Madre sub-ranges were stunning. The reserve was created in 2012, and it received UNESCO World Heritage Site status in 2018. Is it protected? Supposedly. Let’s hope so. For very interesting information, here is a link:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tehuacán-C…
We quickly set ourselves up in our minimalist AirBnb property on Calle Quetzalcóatl in the neighborhood of Tlaxpana, and almost immediately walked three blocks to Enrique’s neighborhood, Santa María la Ribera to eat “huaraches,” fried tortillas in the shape of a sandal, with anything you want on the top. We chose “carne del pastor,” which is a variety of grilled meats cut from a kebab rotisserie. There is much delicious rich food to be had at all times, but we restrain ourselves. Mostly.
For the next two days, we explored parts of Santa María we couldn’t see on a previous visit, due to COVID. A note: Santa María la Ribera is a very old part of Mexico City, close to the Historic Center.
Here you can get a bit more information:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colonia_Santa_Mar…
“El Chopo” is an architectural marvel, built in Germany in 1902 as a an exhibition hall. It was dismantled and rebuilt on “Poplar Street,” Calle Chopo, to also be an exhibition center. It was bought by UNAM, National Autonomous University of Mexico in 1975, and after much expansion and renovation, was set out as a modern art museum. We saw all of the three exhibits before meeting Enrique’s brother, Rafael, for lunch.
More information!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Museo_Universitar…
The following day, we inched through another UNAM-owned museum, the Museum of Geology. I particularly loved the display cases from 1905, along with the eclectic collections of minerals, gems, volcanic rocks, dinosaur bones, etc. Fascinating.
And then the Big Day, November 12. Enrique’s niece and I coordinated to have a birthday lunch in “María138,” an Italian restaurant just south of the beautiful neighborhood “alameda.” It is one of my great treasures and joys to be a part of a Mexican family. And birthday celebrations are extremely important! So much fun and congeniality.
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This is fantastic, Doree. I look forward to visiting you in Mexico and meeting your Mexican family. [Flora Brown]

TravelerOooh, cacti! Wonderful! And Mexico City; lots of people think it's too noisy and crowded but I have found some beautiful parts of it. I can't wait to get back and explore some of the places you've mentioned.

Dear Doree, thank you for always sharing your wonderful adventures with us! Much love, Annette [annette costanzi]
Down to Yosondúa
October 13, 2022 in Mexico ⋅ 🌧 18 °C
We left Tlaxiaco, a small city (population 18,900), for Yosondúa, a small town (8,800), on the fourth day of our trip. Our main interest was to get out in the countryside to explore it.
We arrived by taxi at Yosondúa Natural Park, a narrow canyon with a dramatic waterfall, “La Esmeralda,” and a 140 meter (460 feet) suspension bridge right in front of the falls. We left our luggage in the park office, which is right at the falls, and got ourselves on that spectacular swinging-in-space bridge. And then: how could we NOT spend an inordinate amount of time looking at everything below and above us: the falls, bromeliad-laden “garden trees,” the Sierra del Sur, sun, the roiling rapids at the base of the falls, birds, each other. Binoculars are our great “eye extenders,” well-used as always. From the bridge, we could walk right up to the falls, which was terrifyingly good.
Walking to our cabaña on a steep and rocky dirt road, I stumbled and fell with all my weight on to my right knee, which bled and swelled to twice its size—still hurting even 24 days after the fall. Never mind, Ibuprophen rescued me to be able to keep walking through the rest of the trip.
The following day we witnessed the town’s triennial elections. Although voting isn’t mandatory, people are brought in from outlying areas by volunteer drivers of various sizes of trucks, so the total number of votes was 6500 (out of 8500). The first 11 people with the greatest number of votes filled all the town government offices, and the second 11 people with the greatest number of votes were assigned as assistants to each of the officers. (Please see the photo section for the names of the offices, as well as the winners.) The requirement for anyone to run for office was to have a record of public service to the town—with or without having been elected. The new officers have 3 months to prepare for their posts: to confer with former officers, to read the last 3 years’ records of proceedings, and to bone up on all the laws connected to their new jobs.
Of note: half of the town’s officers had to be women.
Our guide to all things Yosondúa were residents Edilberto Martínez Sánchez and his good friend Profesor Lorenzo---(Alas, I didn’t write down his last name). They were excellently informative.
We were guided to “Doña Sebas Café,” which had a long table with plastic stools, a wood fire under three comals, and Doña Sebas (short for “Sebastiana) and her daughter cooking and serving the customers. Under such communal circumstances, the talk of the town flourished day and night. Enrique and I were there several times a day to eat and listen. One man’s comment on the urge to run for office in the election: “It’s said that being elected is like marriage: you want it—oh, how you really crave and want it so much, with all your heart. And then when you get elected, oh, you want so so badly to leave—to just get out!” (He was refering to how difficult it actually was, to my understanding.) A middle-aged nurse came early for breakfast, dressed in pretty local garments and bright red low pumps. When she finished, she jumped up to help Doña Sebas to clean up the café after election day’s total overuse. Such is the town spirit of community service.
There is also no private farming property. All is communal land, parceled out to people applying to the proper town authority. It is similar to the egido system of Meso-America.
After the excitement of election day, and resting my poor knee, we went on a long afternoon hike with Edilberto up to 2400 meters (7400 feet) for splendid views of the Sierra Sur, and the valley below. And the following day was spent with Profesor Lorenzo, visiting viewpoints, and a home harboring a herd of domesticated small native deer—raised by a family to interest visitors. It wasn’t just a tourist attraction, but an opportunity for the eldest daughter Aketzali, studying wildlife biology at university in Oaxaca de Juarez, to explain the region’s biodiversity and ecology.
We returned to Tlaxiaco the next day, to attend a few hours of fiesta before returning home from our idyll to our big city home.
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TERRIFIC SPOTTING YOUR NAME ON MY E-MAILS AFTER OVER 3 YEARS. WHERE IN THE WORLD HAVE YOU BEEN SO LONG? YOU ARE LOOKING TRIM AND SLIM AND YOUTHFUL LIKE A TEENAGER.WORLD TRAVELER SUITS YOU. THANKS FOR THE PHOTO JOURNEY. CAROLYN HOLLIS [CAROLYN HOLLIS]

Traveler“The requirement for anyone to run for office was to have a record of public service to the town—with or without having been elected.” That made me smile because oh, how it can backfire! When I first moved to my current condo, I was done with condo community service having served on my previous HOA’s board of directors, including as president through a couple of contentious issues. But when, in my first year here, I was asked if I would run for the board at the next election, my thought was “why not?” since I was up against someone who had lived here longer and so was a known quantity. I figured he’d win and I’d get points for volunteering without actually having to serve. But trying to game the system is always a risk. I beat him and spent the next 13 years on the board, ten of them as president!
Part One: Tlaxiaco, the Heroic City
October 10, 2022 in Mexico ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C
We planned a trip to Tlaxiaco (pronounced “tla-hee-AH-ko”) because Enrique was interested in visiting his mother’s birthplace for the first time since he was a not-so-observant 8-year-old. I was interested in everything about it, as I’d never been to in La Mixteca—one of the eight regions in the State of Oaxaca. It is a 3-hour van drive from Oaxaca de Juarez (capital of the state) where we live. We settled into an AirBnb property in the still-rural north of town, amidst cornfields and baa-ing sheep.
Here you can find out basic information about Tlaxiaco:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tlaxiaco
We explored the town center, with its newly renovated Clock Tower (it took a year) and the Cultural Center, where a charismatic young man taught a large class of young girls to dance “El torito,” (“Little Bull”) famous in La Mixteca. We began our quest to find some of Enrique’s mother’s relatives, members of the Murcio family. We were steered to two sections of the city where this family of business people and ironmongers lived, and in one of them we found a woman who knew all about them. On the following night, she arranged that we spend time with a Señor Carlos Emiliano Murcio Santos, who gave Enrique a run-down of every single Murcio he knew. When they parted in an affectionate embrace, Carlos called Enrique “cousin.”
For the next two days, we took local “tours.” First we went to the magnificent Hualmelúlpam Arqueological site, with its pavilions and ball courts in the midst of native plant meadows. You have to understand that the flowers, shrubs, trees, and insects are just as important to us as the Mixtec ruins, so we poked around for hours. Unfortunately, the museum was locked up, and the key bearer nowhere to be found.
The next day we took a taxi—first to the village of Santa Catarina Tayaka, home of our driver/guide, Pablo. In the village we ate breakfast, and then inspected the renovation of the local church-- of great interest, as the renovation of Enrique’s house in Oaxaca of the same period proceeds. (Early 19th century.) Our second stop was a “mirador,” outlook view of the countryside, which was quite impressive—but all the plants, trees and flowers were also stunning: a Garden of Eden! Finally we came to the partially-restored Ex-Convent of Achutla, on the “Route of the Dominicans.” In case you’re not aware, it took the Spaniards only a short time after the Conquest (1521) to cover the Mesoamerican lands south of Mexico City with three-story high and 1-2 block long churches and monasteries. They were built by forcing the conquered peoples to use the same hewn stones of their own cities to build the churches right on top. A sickeningly devastating ruin of a civilization.
I love the poke-around explorations that we did. My old “motto,” “The bear went over the mountain to see what she could see,” is still in operation, but expanded with a second: “You never know…”
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Three Oaxaca Afternoons
May 26, 2022 in Mexico ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C
Oaxaca and environs have so much variety to offer! I enjoy such rich stimulation—especially with the very low numbers of COVID cases right now. To give you an idea of what there is to do, I highlight three afternoons for you.
The first, Sunday May 15th, Enrique and I went to the Arts Center in the town of San Augustin, Etla. Etla is a “districto”—county—to the west of the city of Oaxaca, and San Augustin is one of many “municipios”—towns—in that county. The Arts Center is an old textile factory, now housing printing and paper making workshops, as well as two large gallery spaces. We visited the galleries first, and as admittance to the workshops wasn’t allowed, we explored the impressive plantings outside. We lunched in a family home converted to a restaurant, and for dessert we had a conversation with the grandmother about life in San Agustin.
Two Sundays later on May 23rd, we were back in the Sierra Norte in the hamlet of El Punto for more walking—from 8200 to 6500 feet and back. This was a very slow four-hour hike, in which we examined every bromeliad-covered tree along the way. Before the hike we ate barbequed mutton on black bean-smothered thick corn tortillas, dressed with green, red, and avocado salsas. This was in a 5-table outdoor restaurant with a precipitous mountain view. After the hike we returned to the restaurant, and had “agua de zarzamora,” blackberry juice thinned to a delicious liter of icy fruited water, and a tiny blade of blackberry cheesecake.
Finally, on May 25, we walked from Enrique’s house to “Cuchillos Aragón,” workshop of Guillermo Aragón, a “metalistero.” This is an invented word, indicating an artist of metal, but he is actually an artist of forging blades for work or decoration: knives, daggers, swords, machetes, scythes, etc. His family goes back to six generations of artisans. Here is a link to a history of their work: https://fahho-mx.translate.goog/los-cuchillos-d….
There, my treasured Misono professional chef’s knife was re-shaped and sharpened by the master himself. He is also a gentleman of the older generations of Mexican society, “un gran caballero.”
On the way back, we stopped to admire the Wednesday afternoon “Danzón in the Zócalo.” Danzón is a formal dance originating in Cuba. Perhaps after seeing the video I took, you might want more information! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danzón#Mex…
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A Weekend in the Sierra Norte
May 12, 2022 in Mexico ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C
Hello Everyone! It’s been 13 months since I wrote my first post in my new home of Oaxaca. I’ve found that International Living takes a lot of psychic energy. It is as different from traveling as listening to violin playing is from actually playing the violin. In other words, I’ve been busy learning how to BE in Mexico. Now I’m ready to write about it.
I manage my own apartment, first rented as an Airbnb property from hosts Paulina and Julián. In April 2021 I became an actual renter, separate from Airbnb, and have remained so. I now have friends, a team of doctors and a dentist for my every need, markets and shops to patronize, a Mexican bank account, a “Circle of Mexican Literature” which I formed, and most importantly, a dear Mexican pareja named Enrique.
Enrique and I have been a couple since March 2021. We started traveling together last year. Now, as I restart writing in this blog, I feature our latest excursion to the Sierra Norte, to Ixtlán, about two hours and 400 curves into the mountains from Oaxaca. With us were my great friend Vicky and her daughter Estefanía. I hope you enjoy the photos!Read more
I Have a New Home!
April 15, 2021 in Mexico ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C
Hello Everyone, and welcome back to my Experiment in International Living. After a very long gap in communication, I would like to catch you up.
As with every single one of us, the pandemic has changed our lives significantly. In
my case, I have stopped living in different countries for three or more months at a time, and
have stayed in Oaxaca, Mexico, which is, naturally, still “being abroad.”
A week ago I returned from a trip to the US—Alexandria, Virginia—to get both of my Pfizer vaccines, see dear friends, take care of my taxes, and initiate a big change in my life. I first arranged with the Mexican Consulate in Washington D.C. to obtain a visa to become a permanent resident in Mexico. To do this, I had to be retired, or over 62 years of age, and prove that I wouldn’t be a financial burden on the country. I was able to receive this visa, and three days after I returned to Oaxaca, on April 9, 2021, I received the crucial card to become a Permanent Resident.
Jubilation!
What does this mean? It means that I can do everything that a Mexican can do except vote. (Never mind, I shall continue to do that in the US.) I can work, move about the country, and come and go as I please, internationally. I am an honorary citizen, which I consider a significant honor. I have loved Mexico all my life—its states, its cultures, and above all, Mexicans themselves. Here, I feel that my sentiments are reciprocated fully and warmly. I have indeed “come home.”
I am in the process of sorting out my life here—mostly doing what I did before my trip to the States. Since I was the polyglot winner of my latest Fluent in 3 Months language challenge, I decided to keep up with my Thai and Chinese studies, as well as to review Japanese, French, and Japanese in casual ways. We don’t know when international travel can safely begin again, and I don’t anticipate it will be as free as it once was for years. So, here’s to my International Life in Oaxaca!
Here are links to my Fluent in 3 Months “winning” conversations:
Thai: https://youtu.be/nNGCAM94qNo
Chinese: https://youtu.be/LI7WGA6kxk0
There is so much to learn here in Oaxaca, and in Mexico! I need another couple of lifetimes.
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Traveler
Congrats on having a new home! My sister Eileen has been happy in Mexico the past 20 years, and we are visiting her next month in La Manzanita— can’t wait. Love Oaxaca, a good choice of landing point (except during annual teacher strike!) Michelr

Well done for making the move and I'm sure you won't regret it. Wahaca is one of my favourite cities in Mexico! James. [James]

Congratulations on becoming a permanent resident! Emily and we’re supposed to go to Merida over a year ago and we are still on hold. Clive (my 15-year-old grandson) and I were supposed to go to Panama last summer. That didn’t happen either. Instead the four of us (Emily, Clive, Peter and I) are planning a road trip to Santa Fe this July. That’s it for adventure! Enjoy Oaxaca. Such a wonderful place. Love, carol stern [Carol Stern]

hi Dorée, you sound happily settled in Oaxaca. When and if , Emily and I get to travel to Mexico, we will go to Merida. We are tentatively planning for January. Our "great road trip" was quite exciting. we took a few mini road trips, first in December to Falling Water and Pittsburgh , and then a few weeks ago to Savannah, Georgia. Clive (now 16) and I are going to Costa Rica with Road Scholar in July. Don't make us wait so long for another post. love, Carol Stern [carol stern]











































































































































































































































































































































































































TravelerFauci!
Trastevere, one of the nicest quarters of Rome! [James.]