It makes me sick how in almost every single show or movie (mostly americans), when Mexico is involved, when there’s something in the plot happening in a Mexican city, it is like 99% ALWAYS pictured as a sandy, dusty little town with a couple strip-tease bars and clubs, old rotten motels and, for the most cliché ones, some chickens in the streets with stray dogs.
Well I am sorry to tell you, but there is more in Mexico. I mean, did they forget MexicofreakingCity, aka Ciudad de Mexico??
Or, I don’t know, maybe the city I am from, Guadalajara?
Ever heard of Monterrey (the city, not the freaking cheese)?
Or maybe Toluca?
I could list many other cities, but I’ll let you check them if you want and end with the lovely Puerto Vallarta (so long my love, we’ll see each other again, I promise)
Déjame hablar, mordaza, una palabra
para decir adiós a lo que amo.
Huye la tierra, vuela como un pájaro.
Su fuga traza estelas redondas en el aire,
frescas huellas de aromas y señales de trinos.
Todo viaja en el viento, arrebatado.
¡Ay, quién fuera un pañuelo,
sólo un pañuelo blanco!