Paola is a picker, scratcher and plucker, by nature. Any scab, spot or other removable object will receive her prompt attention. I woulnd’t mind, but her attentions are on me, and I’d prefer my blemishes to remain where they are and sacrifice the pain. She calls them little ‘hidden treasures’. But these aren’t the hidden treasures I’ve gone to the trouble of opening my blog to write about. In fact I have digressed completely off topic.
The hidden treasures I am writing about are three places in Mexico not frequented an awful lot by the average tourist. But places I think should be higher on the average holiday makers itinerary. I couldn’t say they are secret locations per se, and I’ve written about them all before. But if I had to pick three places for a different and slightly off the trippers beaten track destinations…well, these are those. This post was prompted, I must confess, by Canuck in Cancun. I don’t normally go in for the ‘tag you’re it’ blog posts, but this one seems practical. So without further ado….
Alvaro Obregon is many things. It’s a monument. It’s a colonia/borough/district of the city. But I’m referring to the street. You can get there from many direction, in many ways, including on the Metrobus where Insurgentes dissects it. But I always get there on the metro, getting off at Niños Heroes and strolling five minutes to the starting point. It’s a leafy street, with lots of colonial buildings. Not too rich to have been drastically altered. Not too poor for it to be dodgy. Just the right amount of charming paint peel in fact.
On weekends there’s a street market selling all sorts of antiques and stuff that is vaguely old or no longer relevant. Want an old Atari 2600? You’ll find it here, with plenty of games. There are so many side streets too, with plenty of nice restaurants in case one of the main stretch of road doesn’t tickle your fancy. In fact I can happily stroll around the ‘hood for hours, just looking…
Museo Dolores Olmedo
This museum is an escape from the city, albeit a temporary one. A delightful old house, filled with equally delightful antiques, paintings, general art and photos, set in acres of green lawns of a lushness you’d more associate with the grass of an English stately home. There is a story behind the home and it’s previous occupiers, peacocks strutting their stuff, and even a patch of garden given over to some hideously ugly dogs native to Mexico and with an entirely unpronounceable name. Round it off with a cup of coffee in the very pleasant coffee shop, and you’ll have a fabulous few hours. It’s really quite deep in the south of the city, which is why it receives so few gringos I suppose. Oh, and their Day of the Dead Ofrenda is very famous, so if you are in the city at the end of October, beginning of November…
I found and visited this restaurant very recently, but for any foodies looking to experience real Mexican grub, this is the place to head to. Crocodile, armadillo (which I’ve heard is very tender), snake, oppossum and many other native animals are cooked up for your culinary pleasure. This part of town is known to be a little suspect, although I wouldn’t personally call it dangerous. But perhaps a taxi there is a good idea.