Hola todos!
It's not often that a city leaves a mark in my heart. Is just simply because I am not a city girl. But this one, indeed is a special one.
Zihuatanejo. Just the name by itself already calls me. No wonder in Shawshank Redemption they end up in Zihuatanejo.
I have been sharing this city for nearly three months now.
The cities make me feel lonely. There are just so many people around me and I know nobody. To some, this kind of anonimisity gives freedom. To me, it makes me feel not part of anything. Just a drop, without any ocean.
And I did feel that in the beginning. Until I started to dive like a fish in the sea through it's concrete jungle.
I found all my favourite spots. The bridge crossing highway with the best breeze in the city and stunning sunset views. Gheto area, as I call it, with so much life in it and reminder of my own childhood spent in the poorest neighborhoud in town. The best paletas in town, filled with so much delicious fruit. The promenade hang outs, the back streets, the shortcuts, secret quiet spots in the downtown.
I learnt to drive it's crazy streets and had so much fun in my salsa dance classes.
I talked and talked answering friendly locals back and making them question about normalities in life, about women that choose not to have children, about fearless hitch hiking and freedom to live life on the road.
I shared beautiful times in Saturday markets selling kombuchas and kimchis, rolling summer rolls and keeping the bellies full with vegan deliciousness.
I ran and swam and did some pushups with my neighbour to keep us fit, sharing similar values in life and realising how rich we are having so much free time in our lifes.
I surfed the waves outside it with occassional turtle around and got fascinated with incredible beaches around and its wonderful creatures, flipping massive tail and spraying water out of the ocean :)
I watched numerous sunsets in it's warm and beautiful Pacific, my favourite ocean.
Zihuatanejo left a big mark in my heart. I often called it soft mexican city, as it kind of finds the sweet middle in between harsh and tough mexican cities and overcrowded foreign hippy towns.
It's not so bad to live in the city, especially by the ocean but the nature is calling me. I am a small town girl in the end and my roots feel the best far away from the trafic.
I am heading towards Oaxaca, leaving Guerrero behind me. Another love of my life has to be visited. Oh Mexico, you are too big to be fully explored. But I love you.
Sending you some city fun,
Ligita
