new to D.F.

today i spent the entire day virtually by myself. besides the few encounters with locals such as my three-hour breakfast to watch japan lose in penalty kicks, or buying produce at the farmer's market that is literally outside my door, or asking directions to the anthropology museum (five different times), i didn't have a single conversation. it's quite fascinating to be consumed by only your own thoughts, serve only your needs, and tend to only your appetite. for an entire day.

and here i am, blogging. estoy sola and it feels alright. this apartment, who is katiequach's, another friend from college and doppleganger to my sister, is quaint, quiet, and perfect. i step outside the apartment and at my fingertips is mexico city, a daunting world to explore. funny though, because i get teleported back to viet nam, mostly through smell, which is a mixture of fresh fruit, fried snacks, and car/motorcycle exhaust. it's that beautiful third world shit.

so, inevitably having to spend a lot of time on my own, i have decided to dedicate this summer to myself: the summer of viet-ly. and i hope to share some of it with you.


my fascinating adventure for the day: el museo nacional de antropologia. the world is massive. history is massive. this museum reminded me of that through its endless exhibits, which were all presented in a phenomenal manner.




p.s. i have been hanging out with my old college friend casey and his myriad of mexico city friends, so i'm not a total loser.