Tacos eaten 🌮: 2 + 4½ (potato taco wasn't it) + 3 that I deeply regretted this morning. Le compte n'a pas changé encore.
Museums visited: Museo Nacional de Antropología: overwhelming, beaucoup de gens.
Museo de geología de la UNAM: si un huevo de dinosaurio.
Museo de ka Biblioteca del corte superior del Norte. 🤔
Biblioteca Vasconcelos: wow.
New friends:Jules (Mexicain), Matias (Péruvien), Ethan (Montréalais), Fernando (Mexicain, now husband)
New enemies: 2
Times some old Mexican woman cussed me out: 1
Times I cried: ½–Nearly teared up watching Celine Dion’s spasms in that plane movie the woman in front was watching.
Times I tought I'd rather stay home with 84: 15
Times I got scammed: 1—FUCKING TAXI DRIVER CHARGED ME GRINGO PRICE. 40 USD, BITCH. WESH.
2—The AirBnB was listed as being in the historical center of the city.. but it's actually the very edge of it, near the bad site of the city.3—Some kid finessed me 3 USD for a bracelet made of a single red thread with hotglue.
4—Paid 100 pesos (7 CAD) in a very sketchy outside tent for a loose joint. Review: shit weed, probally laced with grass, lots of CDB. Maybe 10% THC? Oh well.
5—Paid 700 pesos (50 CAD) for a Snoop Dog Death Row THC-A Vape 3 3.5ml. Review: feels like inhaling str8 up cancer, ephemeral high, probaly 7%? Does not feel like THC(duh it is not). Nice, Brandon!
–Got scammed 4 times in a row. Some dude sells me 3 gums for 10 pesos: fair. Then, some kid (+- 6 y/o) asks if I wanna buy some miniature horse/cat/being. Only have 100 pesos (7$ CAD); He -obviously- does not have change either. Takes my 100 pesos and asks if he can have the candy I just bought 😩. Five minutes later, some girl (maybe 9 years old) asks for my change: i gives lol. I keep 4 pesos just in case. Three minutes later, some old man (132 y/o) asks for my last 4 pesos: he looks at me as if I'm one cheap bastard. I am peso-less.
Notes: I'm in Toronto. An old gross white boomer is manspreading on the plane. I hate him. Update: he told he once got robbed by 3 strippers with a gun (1200 USD). He told me to not trust Mexican strippers. Also, he chugged 2 vodka/orangejuice at 7AM.
—Je suis sain et sauf. Le loft sent le bleach. C'est collant.
—Mexicans have an attitude.🤔 Aussi, les rues sont désertes après 21h, car c'est dangeureux. Bruh.
—People here don't wear sunglasses nor use sunscreen: they also group everyone with glasses as nerds or "frikis". It's giving racism.
—This Uber smells like piss. Plate: NZY8616.
—For future Brandon: do not ask people if they are autistic. They don't like it.
—Aujourd’hui, j’ai littéralement 30 ans, 360 mois, 10 959 jours; 1 565 semaines et 4 jours, ou encore 263 016 heures passées à respirer, penser, attendre, chialer. Que c'était beau Mexico, je suis prêt à retourner lakay mwen STATS. Fuck all this!
—Changements de plans, je me suis fait un amant: je déménage demain.
—Je suis constamment déshydraté.
Approximate location: Centro Historico, Mexico City
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April 21 – May 4, 2025
Mexico City, then Monterrey
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