Feeling at Home in a Foreign Country

  When I was younger my mum used to despair because I would refer to everywhere as “home”. If I was staying over at a friend’s for one night, it was “home”. When I went back to my parents' house during university holidays, I was going “home”, but would simultaneously refer to my university town…

What to Drink in Mexico City if You Don’t Like Beer or Tequila

Sometimes I truly wish I could like beer. I’m sure it would make drinking a lot easier. But alas, I don’t. Nor do I like tequila. This latter statement caused some raised eyebrows and shocked exclamations among many an Uber driver. (Yes, I do love a good conversation with Uber drivers. Why the conversation often…

Mexico City, You Beast

I’ve said it before, and I will say it again: Mexico City is truly a beast. Chaotic, noisy, colourful. These are some words you could easily throw around when describing Mexico's capital city. But despite the chaos and the mess and the craziness, Mexico City holds an immeasurable charm and allure for me. OK, I…