This was the trip I took this year, from May 26th to July 24th. It was the longest trip I've ever taken.

This is where I stayed:

I arrived in Mexico City with one main goal: to see System of a Down perform live on the 27th. And it was amazing. Luckily, I wasn't alone the whole time. Shoutout to Petu 🗣️.

We had a really good time at the concert, and I finally got to see my favorite band live. I also visited my dad, who happened to be there at the time. Good times.

My mind was honestly somewhere else during this part of the trip. I was a bit nervous about the future, and what came next was a volunteer program in Tepoztlán. Mind you, I'd never even heard of Tepoztlán a month before accepting it.

It was my first time volunteering and my first time visiting Tepoztlán, and the town surprised me immediately. A beautiful place surrounded by hills, lots of nature, and rain, of course.

On my first day, I met Vanessa, who became my best friend during this part of my life. We hung out whenever we could. She also had to deal with me going through an existential crisis a few times. Nothing serious, lol. I also had to deal with her a bit too 😅.

There were definitely moments when I felt alone. It felt like I was out in the wilderness, with no phone signal, strange animals everywhere, and sleeping in a small spot. Looking back, I don't regret any of it, but I did have a couple of rough days during that first week.

This was supposed to be the experience where I "found myself." Day by day, I started feeling better about where I was and began to enjoy what I had.

I became good friends with the three dogs I had to take care of: Camila, Jose, and Renata. They were the best company, even though I'm not really a dog person.

Since Tepoztlán was only an hour and a half from CDMX, I went back whenever I had days off to watch the World Cup. I'd stay in hostels for a couple of days whenever Mexico played, then head back. Mexico won every game I watched in June, so I can't complain.

I also helped Pancho, the gardener, build a pathway. We became good friends, and he introduced me to a lot of good old-school music. He was a good teacher with a lot of stories to tell.

I met a lot of interesting people during those weeks, including Serioshka, the owner of the place, Paola, another volunteer, Sara, an Italian waitress who was also a singer, and Toni Kuhn, a well-known cinematographer I randomly met while taking pictures of the Tepozteco.

My experience in Tepoztlán was really good overall. I honestly miss being there. It was relaxing, and I always managed to keep myself busy.

I ended my volunteer program on June 26th because I had the chance to meet up with one of my best friends in Mexico City. I had a lot on my mind and couldn't fully process leaving. I even left so quickly that I forgot to do a few things.

Back in CDMX, we went out constantly. We spent a lot of time at Jardín Juárez, which became my favorite bar because of the big screen for the games and the great vibe.

The best day was the Mexico vs. Ecuador game. Unforgettable. The whole city looked like the world was about to end.

We also met Rachel at the hostel, who even filmed us talking about the World Cup and the Mexican team.

Ngl, I had a few rough hangover days there, especially the day after I arrived... I was hurting, fr. Not going to get into too much detail lol.

My original plan was to look for a few jobs while I figured out when to go back to Hermosillo. Spoiler: I ended up just exploring CDMX instead, and I don't regret it.

I watched the Mexico vs. England game by myself at my favorite bar, then met up with Kevin, an old friend from my hometown, and went bar hopping. Good time, but I'm still sad about that result.

After that loss, I decided to head back to Hermosillo, but I missed my flight lol.

I ended up staying at a hotel inside a military area near the airport. It was surprisingly difficult to get in, but the hotel was super clean and everything was perfect. I heard the president was going to be there the next day, so that probably explained it.

There were also three museums right in front of the hotel, all with free admission. Since my next flight wasn't until the following day, I had plenty of time to visit them.

Afterward, I found a mall inside the military area that even had a cinema. I bought a ticket to watch Toy Story 5 by myself (cried a little bit) and grabbed something to eat afterward.

Honestly, one of my favorite days in CDMX.

The next morning, I arrived in Hermosillo, visited my grandma, and decided to drive to Tijuana the following day to see my aunt.

My grandma kept me awake during the entire drive by talking until we reached San Diego, where we met up with my cousin.

Tijuana was hotter than I expected. Turns out the heat isn't just a Hermosillo thing.

My days there were mostly trips to San Diego, eating, talking, and spending time with my grandma and aunt. I also visited an old friend, Charlie, and we went to see a Xolos game.

At this point, the trip was basically in family mode. And honestly, it felt really good. I had completely forgotten about my normal routine.

When I finally came back, I realized how hard it is to readapt to a normal schedule.

Two months away helped me forget about all of that and gave me a different perspective on a lot of things.

I remembered that I have free will, and that we can do whatever we want whenever we actually have the chance to.

Now, here are some pictures from the whole trip.


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