Mexico for me will be the VW Beetle
I am not a tourist. I try to live as locally as possible to blend into the culture and environment. It helps, at least, with my Spanish, which has improved substantially. Being surrounded by the language makes you absorb words and phrases almost subconsciously. However, this immersive approach isn’t always healthy at least not when your goal is longevity. Street food? Maybe delicious, definitely not healthy. Especially when you’re standing next to the grill, inhaling the smoke of a thousand tacos al pastor. Pollution in Mexico is no joke. I still don’t know how I survived Mexico City. Sleeping there felt like army training for chemical warfare the kind where you have to sleep with your gas mask on. And so did I. I actually wore mine at night as well, because being indoors didn’t make much difference not for me, and not for my Atmotube device, which I carry with me all the time to monitor air quality. Poor thing was probably begging for mercy. And those fumes! Old cars with exhausts tha...