February 2-4, 2018
February 2.
My friend and I have now decided that once a month we're going to go somewhere, anywhere, and she decided to "give" me a trip to Mexico City, and she went to Oslo the weekend prior. I needed warmth, sun, and Spanish. She was originally going to go with me but her flight plans fell through, so it was just me. Thankfully I'm totally okay being a solo traveler, even though the majority of my solo travels involves me going somewhere to meet up with someone. It helps if there's no language barrier, but I can still find my way around regardless. Language barriers are non-existent for me in Mexico aside from some dialectal differences, but no big deal.
I had already been to Mexico four years prior on a work trip that took me to Puebla for two weeks, along with a day and a half in Mexico City. I fell in love with it; Puebla being absolutely gorgeous, and Mexico City was just as fascinating. I called out sick that morning while at the airport (because it was a 6 am flight), and landed in CDMX shortly after 12, local time.
