I’ve never traveled so much so close to home; this was a unique trip. It started as a one-way flight to Seattle, I dipped my toes into Canada for a spell, came down to Los Angeles long enough to fly to Mexico City, then overland to Guatemala and back. Three months. (This is my first Google Map, so don’t laugh.) Some might say the only uniqueness was that I never became sick on the trip, especially since I can hardly think of a day when I didn’t eat street food in Mexico and Guatemala, but that can just be luck. I’ll see if I can come up with some life lessons learned before the end of this.
How does Coke talk the Mexico City government into this beast on the right?
“Listen, we want to put up a gaudy, 50-meter-tall fake Christmas tree in the middle of the road with a hundred Coke signs on it.”
“Um…will it at least say “Feliz Navidad” or something about Mexico City?”
“No, we’re thinking a couple of gigantic signs that say ‘Coca-Cola’.”
(Sighing) “All right…you know my Cayman Islands’ bank account number.”
I had such a feeling of victory and accomplishment upon arriving in Mexico City, hitchhiking all the way from Guatemala City, but it began to sour quickly when I checked out a hostel called Bed & Breakfast Mexico. I asked the girl if she had a room, and her reply was to ask me where I was from. I said, “America”, and regretted it immediately, knowing I should have said Japan. I asked why it mattered where I’m from and she said it didn’t, but when she got on the phone to ask if there were rooms (huh?) her first answer to the other person was, “America”.
We stayed at Hostel Home, a well-worn but only partly-scuzzy place, the kind where you wish someone would invent platform slippers for using in the shower, though that was hardly necessary as the promised “hot water” was more like a steady spit. Something about the place attracted a fair share of my idiot colleagues who don’t know how to act around others and think they’re the center of the world. What kind of person won’t whisper when other people in the room are sleeping? How self-absorbed do you have to be to put your backpack in the middle of the floor for everyone to step around? Have all these punks been raised by wolves? Are they off their meds?
The receptionist was no help when I asked why he didn’t tell the guys in the kitchen causing a ruckus at midnight to shut up. He smiled and said, “They’re Colombians!”
I wanted to throttle him on behalf of all good Colombians who deserve better than being stereotyped like that. Besides, it’s the Argentines who are the anarchist party animals.
The next day we moved one block over to Hostel 333 which was better, but still you get the snorers, the too-cool-for-school dopes who don’t acknowledge your hellos, and the pond scum who wake up at 6am to catch their flight and rustle plastic bags—oh wait, that last one was me. Sorry.
I waited until the end for my deep insights because it is nothing new and you might nod off from my blathering, so let me quickly say that travel can open eyes, destroy prejudices, and develop better understanding (yawn) but this is especially important when it is your neighbors. I am embarrassed how little I know about Canada other than it wants to be the 51st state (A joke! A joke! Calm down, Canadians!) and Mexicans I see all the time which makes me think I know something about their culture, but now I realize I hardly know a damn thing.
The people I came across, which always has to be one of the main reasons to travel, have been incredible. It sounds cliche to say (“such friendly natives!”) but I was amazed and a little surprised. I was expecting some miffed Canadians or a hint of animosity from Mexicans and Guatemalans, but there was nothing of the sort. It was fantastic. The only disagreeable person I came across was a music box cranker in Mexico City and Sir, I’m not apologizing! You need to raise your game!
It’s widely unpublicized by the airlines, but this year there’s a new law in America that allows you to cancel a ticket without a fee if you do it within 24 hours of your payment with some exceptions and also to hold a flight for 24 hours before you pay for it.
I flew from Mexico City to Los Angeles one-way on United for $150. An alternative is to fly to Tijuana for about $115, take a local bus to the border and try to hook up with one of the many rideshare offers going north on Craigslist San Diego. Since it is the one of the main points of my website, I should point out that for travelers who aren’t positive when they want to return from a trip, it is often better to buy one-way tickets. I bought four flights, all within a few days of my departure—and I still got great deals. If I had guessed on a return date and bought a round-trip ticket for LAX-MEX, I would have had to pay to change the date every time I needed to, which becomes expensive. I paid $105 for LAX-MEX which included a $50 discount that you couldn’t normally rely on, but even if it was $155, that would mean $305 for two one-way tickets, and just today I saw this promo where they are crowing about $331 for round-trip flights for the same route—with restrictions, of course. The lesson is: one way, all the way!
You might want to wear headphones on the Mexico City and Los Angeles metros. In Mex there are guys blasting music through big speakers in their backpacks that make your ears bleed, but in LA they are useful to avoid hearing all the conversations. Last time I came through, a woman spoke to the person next to her loud enough for everyone to hear, “I do the drugs; I don’t let the drugs do me!” Oh, OK, thanks for that clarification. She went on, “I’ll tell anyone my story!” No, no, please, I have 13 more stops. I was going to wear headphones that weren’t attached to anything, but didn’t want to draw attention to myself.
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Great post and GREAT tan….albeit with a bit of filth…..small price to pay…..
1-How do you deal with changing a ticket bought on opaque site like Kayak, Expedia, etc. since ticket wasn’t bought directly from airline?
2-How do some travelers spend overnight on a stopover with no additional charge? I hear it all the time but never can put it together.
3-Headphones are great but how did you deal with the filthy curtains on public buses?
Have a great holiday!
1-I can’t remember what I do, whether it is to contact the airline directly or go through the site, but it is one reason I always book through the airline of the price is the same.
2-It can either be something like a 20-hour layover between flights (I had this in Dubai last year) or maybe they booked a multi-stop ticket and got lucky that it didn’t cost more. I always read it about Iceland, but never see a deal on the one-way tickets.
3-The filthy curtains I just blot out of my mind and try not to lean on them. I get the skeeves just thinking about the times I’ve seen guys wipe their face with them…
Great post! Where to next?
Thanks! I have big plans starting next month, but don’t want to jinx it until I buy the actual ticket.
I’m going to go out on a limb here, Kent, and suggest maybe you’re old enough to perhaps upgrade your accommodation so you don’t have to deal with the likes of “snorers, the too-cool-for-school dopes who don’t acknowledge your hellos, or the pond scum who wake up at 6am to catch their flight and rustle plastic bags” — there are others besides you that have early flights. I’m talking about getting your own room in hostels. I’ve made the transition, and I can’t tell you how nice it is to have a quiet nights’ sleep. It won’t be much more in most places, and it will make all the difference in the long run. Just sayin’!
Yes! I was thinking the same thing. I do need to sleep better. It was an aberration, the only dorm beds I stayed in the whole trip, but I will upgrade my life so you won’t have to listen to me complain. On the other hand, if I had a room in the same hostels, I still would have had most of the same issues.
It is a point well taken, thanks!
Mexico City <3
haha… this post shows a little frustration. What happend in that day when you wrote this?
Can I claim general exhaustion?
Ha, I worked at several hostels…I always hate the people who know they have to be packed up early in the morning, but decide its best to do it while everyone is sleeping..turning on lights, talking full blown to friends, coming in drunk at 4 a.m. Especially when I have to work the morning shift..lovely lol…eh! I always had to bite my tongue…but really, people should have more courtesy for one another lol
Courtesy is lacking often these days. You had to sleep in the dorm AND work there? Rough. What hostels have you worked at?
I worked at one in Istanbul (Harmony Hostel in Sultanahmet) which I absolutely loved, next was two hostels in Romania…I hated it at these hostels, originally I was only supposed to work one, the owner was a douche bag, often left me without food over weekends, and didnt have a single day off…met a girl that just got to the hostel, and I decided to play hookie cuz I was just plain pissed off…that day I decided to get the hell outta Romania lol
I also worked at Wild Elephants Hostel in Old Town Bratislava, Slovakia…It was an awesome hostel, I was free to be myself (I sold wine out of frying pans and played the digeridoo) I was there two months, then had to move on! (Still miss that amazing Slovakian wine!)
So were in the dorm in Harmony Hostel right above the tram tracks? You are stronger than me.
Next time try Hungary!
yes lol, on Hoca Pasa (Caddessi?)