Monday, September 27, 2010
México y Música
If you want an exhaustive record of my listening habits from the last three years you can go here, but they have changed a little bit since I've been here.
First off, I don't listen to nearly as much Spanish music on my iPod because I am surrounded by it everywhere and I just think my brain gets a little too tired to take it on endlessly.
I've been listening to my iPod mostly at night before I go to sleep, so most of the songs that I've been favoring are lower tempo and more chill-esque. On Saturday and Sunday nights I usually listen to worship music to prepare my heart for God before I go to church on Sundays.
Anyways, here are a few songs that have been keeping me company this last month here in Puebla Mexico:
And here are the three songs that I cannot escape; buses, tienditas and regular street corners are inudated with these pop songs. Too bad only 'No Speak Americano' is the only good one. :/
Enrique Inglesia's song makes me want to smash car windshields and pour bleach down storm drains... He's so whiny...
TEPOZTLAN CONTINUED & POPOCATEPETL
¡Hola amigos y bienvendios otra vez a mi blog!
I am continuing with my Tepoztlán blog post because I had so much to say but so little time and concentration; I realized after posting that I had neglected to mention so many things, including the giant volcano within close proximity of Puebla which we passed on the way to Tepoztlán and of the cool town itself and the ex-convent in Tepoztlán.
I've also come to the realization that I am 4 weeks behind in blog life, so I need to due a bit of catching up so I can tell you lovely people about the bicenntenial celebration of Mexico's independence and my weekend trip to Mexico City which I just got back from.
Entonces (my new favorite Spanish word), let's begin, why don't we?
On the way to Tepoztlán in the state of Morelos from Puebla (in the state of Puebla [ha]), we had to drive about 2 hours southwest, and in our cumbersome journey to the promised land of pyramid topped cliffs, we passed the majestic (and almost impossible to pronounce) volcano of Popocatepetl. ITS GIANT and hard to miss unless its shrouded in clouds, which happens a lot due to the fact that it rains here all the time and because its so GIANT.
It was crazy how far away we were and yet how prominently it loomed in the not-too-far distance. There's actually a small town that winds it way up at the base of the volcano. I would be a little freaked out to reside in the presence of such a giant.
I love Mexico, and I love volcanoes, what a perfect combination! Feast your eyes on these:
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
TEPOZTLAN
Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile! I've encountered some difficulties trying to upload my pictures due to the fact that I do not have a personal computer and thus must depend on the 'salones de computuación' here at Ibero.
This is only one of many blog posts to come.
Entonces (thus), I present to you my epic post about the magical land of Tepoztlán!
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The students enrolled in the USAC program all got to take part in our little excursion to the small town of Tepoztlán, which is about 2 hours southwest of Puebla in the state of Morelos. The colonial town is nestled in a small valley flanked by towering cliffs, one of which has an ancient pyramid on top of it.
The cliff and pyramid are both called Tepozteco, and its not exactly EASY to find; you have to hike about an hour up the steep, winding path to the summit of the cliff and along the entire trail, you're surrounding by a lush, rainforest-like vegetation all around you. I even saw some freakin' Tarzan vines from which one could swing upon:
Anyway, the hike was beautiful (and grueling), full of lush greenness, wildflowers and small waterfalls. And after about an hour, I finally reached the summit and beheld my eyes on one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen.
There, in all of its faded glory stood a structure I most certainly would have thought to be impossible; an effin' pyramid on top of a mountain.I was in awe and even felt a bit of catharsis, as I was standing where the indigenous forefathers of this great nation once stood and worshiped their gods. I was also amazed that these people could build something like this 600 or 700 years ago with their prehispanic tools and bare hands and have a living monument that bares witness to their existence.
After we subimos (climbed) the mountain/cliff thingy, we ventured into the city itself of Tepoztlán where they were having a big market where the indigenous people sell their artisenal crafts.