Bogotá Views & D.C. Blues

Waking up to a dreamlike view of the Andes mountains and the fresh air in Bogotá every morning has offered a nice contrast to the heaviness of Mexico City. I no longer hear the tamale man circling around our block with a megaphone trying to sell his delicacies or the echoing of dozens of dogs barking in the street. My chest also feels way less tight from all the pollution we were living in. But mannn, I’m missing those Nutella stuffed churros that were just a three-minute walk away.

The layout of our new apartment has us feeling like we could be in any major U.S. city or spending a spontaneous weekend in South Beach, Miami – we have a white leather couch with two matching dining chairs, a lime green ottoman, large shag rug, with accent pillows and chair to match. It’s all bright as hell and modern, and it’s much better than the falling bedroom ceiling and the God-awful sulfur smells we dealt with in our Mexico City spot.

Our small balcony offers a vivid view of the regal mountains on the upper left of us with tons of business and apartment buildings down below. It’s been 10 days and we like it here – the only beef I have with Bogotá is that I have yet to find the perfect empanada. *sigh*

Lately, I’ve been really missing home. I’ve even made my favorite Nigerian stew with fried plantains twice in the past week to fill the little void I’ve been battling. My Facetime dates with my three younger siblings are bittersweet – I do love seeing their faces and answering their redundant questions, but they’re getting even taller, started cooking their own dinners, and are writing essays about going to college in five years. I’m super proud but want them to slowww downnn. At least while I’m gone.

Practically every day since January 1st has offered perfect weather. With sunny days and cool, crisp evenings, I forget what rain and snow and bitter winter winds feel like. The most I’ll need at night is my light leather jacket. But oddly, I miss my east coast winter days – wrapping up in my chunky scarves and throwing on my long black boots with every outfit. I would also kill for a boozy Sunday brunch with a delicious bowl of southern shrimp-n-grits. Gahh.

D.C. isn’t going anywhere, and it’ll surely be the same when I get back in December. I’m working hard on being present, and fully immersing myself in the now.

Favorite Bogotá moments so far: taking a cable car up the Monserrate mountain and obsessing over the views, finding the perfect sushi spot, and dancing to live Afrolatina music at El Campanario.

Not so favorite moments: playing a dangerous traditional Colombian game called Tejo (it uses explosives WTF), walking miles around dusty construction, and being stared at blankly when speaking pretty damn good Spanish.

I’ve been spending most of my time this week in my apartment, mostly because I have a stupid little cold. But I plan on exploring much more of the beautiful city of Bogotá. Here’s some of what I’ve captured so far:

Downtown Bogotá  & Museum District

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Day trip to Monserrate

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XOXO,

Ash

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Taking the Leap

January 1, 2017 marked the first day of a new year and a new life venture for me – I hopped on a 6 a.m. Southwest Airlines flight at Baltimore-Washington International Airport (still feeling a little boozy from cognac shots with my papa the night before) and headed to Mexico City, where I would anxiously arrive about seven hours later after a brief pit stop in Houston, Texas.

On this day, I began my 12-month journey with a group of 80 other digital nomads in a program called Remote Year. Moving, living and adjusting to a new “home” each month, our travels would stretch across 4 continents, 10 countries and 12 cities throughout the year. As a girl who has never left the DC-MD-VA area for more than a two weeks at a time, committing to Remote Year struck as both enthralling and terrifying.

Despite my love for people, I’m known to be pretty introverted and prefer to be around large groups only every now and then – but I would now be learning dozens of new names, faces, and 30-second long biographies of those I would be spending the next 365 days with – people who would become friends, and eventually family. I knew from the start that Remote Year would be a challenge as well as a growth experience in its most organic form.

My luggage consisted of layers of both clothes and overwhelming emotion – excitement, joy, determination, fear, anticipation, and a little uncertainty. One of my bags weighed in 2.8 pounds over the airline weight max, but taking out a couple pairs of jeans was enough to bring it back within the limit. I’d like to believe those two-and-a-half pounds were really shed once I took a deep breath, exhaling the nervousness that had built itself up in my chest.

My flight touched down in my new city around 1:30 p.m. – my luggage, however, did not. After a mini heart attack I was reassured that my bags would arrive in the evening, and I eventually retrieved them the next morning. In a way, I think the universe was reminding me to pack light for this year-long journey, and to let go of a lifetime of over planning and worry-filled doubt…I listened.

It only took a week for me to fall in love with Mexico City – the intricate architecture, the genuine character, the local fresh foods – all of its little details captivate you and overwhelm you at the very same time. Once I fully settled into an old apartment that would be home for next 28-days, I delved into my neighborhood with curious eyes and an open mind. The past week has felt like a month’s worth of time, maybe even more. But I’m loving every second, and my longing for the year ahead has only grown.

Here are bits and pieces from my time in Mexico City thus far, all captured on my iPhone 7.

The Streets

The buildings and homes here are full of color, unique style and just the right amount of detail. Even a quick walk to your destination is satisfying as the streets (especially in my neighborhood, La Condesa) evoke an energetic vibe.

The Eats

One of the best things about traveling is experiencing all the vibrant flavors and being a foodie, or just pretending to be one. Yum!

I had a delicious vegan lunch at Los Loosers with some fellow remotes last week. The owner, Mariana, opened the trendy vegan bike delivery service in 2011 and it became the first vegan-only restaurant in Mexico City. For lunch we enjoyed spicy mushroom, olive and yucca tacos (shown above), a side of fresh avocado with roasted tomato salsa, and a refreshing cucumber, ginger and chia drink – aaamazing.

El Pescadito ordering line

El Pescadito is a fast-casual seafood taco spot about 10 minutes from our apartment in La Condesa. We were lucky enough not to wait in a long line, and got to see our food made fresh in front of us in what seemed to be a wok-fryer. You can then dress your tacos in all the toppings you want at what they call a “salad bar”. Perfect place for a quick lunch.

Here are more foodie photos of the meals I’ve been enjoying in CDMX:

The Architecture

The buildings in Mexico City will leave you in awe with their detail and carefully crafted design. I’ve spent some free time wandering around and observing places like the Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral, the Chapultepec Castle and the Secretariat of Public Education, which features beautiful murals painted by Diego Rivera in the 1920’s.

Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral
Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral, opened 1813
Mexico City Metropolitan Cathedral

Historic CDMX
Inside Chapultepec Castle
City wide view from Chapultepec Castle
Secretariat of Public Education

Diego Rivera, 1924
Diego Rivera, 1926

I’ll be sure to post more from my time in la cuidad de Mexico throughout the rest of January, adios!

Xoxo,

Ash