It’s an all too familiar story of a foreigner in love with a country she’s been to. But it’s different for me, in Mexico, I don’t entirely feel like a foreigner.
The final years of my husband’s career as a professional athlete were spent in Mexico. North, south, east, west, the interior and coasts, both or either of us have been there. During that time, I was always welcomed like a neighbor, a friend. A blind kindness I’ve not always felt in my own country. This post is not intended to make a statement about the drug war or to dismiss it’s presence, but I just haven’t seen it or felt it, ever. What I have seen is the great amount of land and life down there between and outside those news stories. I’m talking about the regular folks like you and me, they exist down there too and I’ve met a few of them. I have always been on the receiving end of their kindness. This kindness plus so much more has left me in a permanent state of nostalgia about the country. Coming back now, no longer for business, has continued my curiosity that countless trips couldn’t solve. A fascination that a border can separate such different worlds, realities. Crossing that border gives me a better understanding of both worlds. I have it within me to love something I am not native to and can put aside my own patriotism to fantasize about what it would be like to live permanently in a land not my own. The smells, the people, the nighttime walks, even for me it’s tough to explain but I just love it. And I’ll come back, always.
A fun challenge for me when I travel is how to capture and share the nature adventures I experience with my rootedinmoss community. Most of the photos from this trip were taken with my iPhone. Where is your favorite nature adventure, at home or abroad. I’d love to know!