San Juan Chamula

I wasn’t expecting to find a dualist heresy in rural Mexico, much less one governed and guided by narcos, but … More

Stuffed cheese, sinkholes, pink lakes and jam

As I’ve mentioned previously, they take Christmas pretty seriously in Mexico. Our Christmas decorations went up in mid-November, and as … More

I’ve been meaning to write something about Dia de los Muertos here for weeks now. The celebrations in Mexico are … More

We popped out of town for the weekend. Myriam was working on Saturday night in the next city over, and … More

One of the biggest frustrations for me since moving to Mexico has been, unsurprisingly, the language barrier. Not from a … More

I had never heard of Leonora Carrington before moving to Mexico. Not necessarily that surprising – I’m not exactly an … More

Mexico City has been an overdose for the senses, from the very first moment I saw it framed in off-white … More