This photo was taken at the Centro Cultural Xavier Villarutia, an art gallery inside the Glorieta de Insurgentes, a traffic circle cum subway entrance, where an exhibition about transgender issues is taking place throughout August.
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Insurance
Could it be that Mexico City is hard-up for travelers? The other day the Minister of Tourism announced that, as of August 1, any visitor to the D.F. will automatically receive a free medical insurance policy, which includes coverage in case of swine flu. But that's not all: the policy also covers any kind of illness, accident, dental emergencies, shipping of dead bodies to funeral parlors, and legal assistance for stolen or lost documents. At the same press conference, the president of the Mexico City Hotel Owners' Association said that members reported occupancy at 60 per cent, more or less the level before the swine flu scare. The insurer is the Spanish underwriter Mapfre.
So nice they made them twice
I saw these two cuties while walking around Colonia Juárez, and asked if they would be so kind as to pose for a foreigner's perennial photo montage of Mexico City. They don't make them like they used to.
Fan club
Photo by Caroline Kim
Recently, I went to a lackluster Sunday afternoon of lucha libre at the Arena Coliseo. The wrestlers, however acrobatic, only seemed to be going through the motions. Indeed, more energy was expended between fights by these two guys, who claimed to be students from the Autonomous National University, and who certainly knew the "Goya" cheer chanted by fans of the Pumas, the UNAM football team. After the luchas, I ran into them on the street. They claimed to have been at a baseball game before the wrestling matches, and were on their way to look for a cantina from which to see a football game on TV. Here, the three of us practice cheering.
Fun for the whole family
I tend to have words for every occasion, but the other night, when my friend Richard Verdoni, who comes from the family that runs the Hermanos Atayde Circus, invited me to see the show, it left me speechless.
It had been literally decades since I'd last seen a circus. Writers are not supposed to use clichés, so forgive me for the following: I felt like a child again. My mouth gaped through many of the acts, particulary the tightrope walker.
As a boy my favorite story was Toby Tyler, about a child who runs away to join the circus. Does the fact that to be Toby's story was my dream say too much about the kind of family in which I grew up? Or do all kids dream about running away and joining the circus?
Click here for more information about the Hermanos Atayde Circus, which is playing throughout the summer. If you go, you can see this tiger doing the moonwalk to the tune of "Billie Jean."