050407 MEX Hostal Amigo

Buenas, muy buenas!

I am.
I am in the third largest city of this little world.

I had a good flight and a pleasant welcome, a shitty night and an early awakening with a cold shower. At home this would have - most probably - encouraged a day of rage, bad mood or at least a hearty cursing orgy.
Now, this morning it was a bit different.

Beginning the day with tea and two plates full of tortillas filled with cheese, cheese and bacon, or beans was wonderful. Then it was time to start for a walk without big plans. Now I am at the end of it, tired, but full of positive new pictures. (my cam too, but somehow I am not able to get them into this computer right now)

I learned that bookshops do have books but not necessarily employees who know about them, or -heaven forbid- about the literary scene in general. All they do is sell stuff.

I learned that the best food can be hidden in a corner of a market hall, where you stand out as the only gringo, and would be lost without Spanish skills.

I saw that red lights and police are not necessarily of the same opinion, but the police wins, as they can whistle and wave their white-gloved hand.

So far so good.
You will read from me.
Soon.

Preparations for half a year

- welcome - bienvenido -

Thanks for reading these lines.
This is the beginning of a voyage.

Please do not think: "Right, I heard this bxxx in every esoteric book from 1968 onwards..."
Here there one is a different, a more direct connection between travelling distances and scrolling over lines and pages... maybe even reading them.

I will be going to Mexico from 4th April to 15th September, maybe longer, who knows, and I will try to give a literary (not a literal) account of what I experience.

Right now I have very little plans. I know that I have to go into the desert, as every man should once in his lifetime. I want to get on a vulcano, even if it is only a spent one ;) And I am really looking forward to see the Mayan temples in the jungle.
I will meet a friend of mine from South Tyrol. His name is Stefan Stecher and he is a fabulous painter. As he spends a few month of every year in Mexico I am really looking forward to meet him in his second home country. Furthermore I will hopefully and most probably meet some very interesting people from Mexico's lively and exciting literary scene! I am really looking forward to these encounters too!
Last but not least I would like to get permission to visit Cuba and maybe go to Jamaica too, but this only if the inner calling gets stronger.

For the time being I am taking my leave from Bavaria and from Northern Italy in order to become a walking man.