It’s been 2 years since the pandemic situation made me come back to Barcelona. After all the problems in Japan with work, pandemic and all the troubles with paperwork to leave the country, made me hate the last flight I took in 2021.
Wasn’t until January 2023 that I went on a trip, and had to catch a flight. Even after 2 years, you don’t easily forget the whole process to arrive to your destination. It felt almost like getting back to a forgotten routine or renewing the gym membership. You know how things work.
And I was excited to get in the plane with my camera backpack ready to get amazing photographies of a country I’ve never been before, Mexico. I’ve never been so wrong.
As it was a family trip, and we were going to visit and stay at the house of friends of the family, I couldn’t plan anything. I just had a list of places around Mexico city I would like to visit, but when, or how, was a mystery only known the night before.
Forget about golden, blue, magic, or any hour good for photography. Leaving after breakfast 10am every day and getting back to the house before sunset, and traffic is as they say, the worst. Forget about time and distances. No chance to get the photos I had in mind, with the super hard light of midday. For the tours inside Mexico city they wouldn’t even let me take my camera, just the smartphone, for my safety.
A terrible photography experience.
But I remembered, this is not a trip I planned, I don’t have the right to be angry. So sit back, enjoy the trip, the food, the experiences, the every day discovery and the feeling of just being a tourist on vacation. Worth it.
I’ll get my photography revenge, Mexico. Next time I’ll be in control and plan the trip, my style.
