Is this really how Diego Rivera saw himself?
A stark, imposing facade in the historic centre of Cuernavaca, the Palace of Cortes is a pretty clear testament to the brooding mind of its original lord. Hernán Cortés, a […]
A stark, imposing facade in the historic centre of Cuernavaca, the Palace of Cortes is a pretty clear testament to the brooding mind of its original lord. Hernán Cortés, a […]
Cuernavaca has always been an escape. First from the madness of the Aztec capital Tenochtitlan, later from the greater madness of Mexico City. In the twentieth century it became an […]
There was a time when the wise men of ancient Mexico came to Xochicalco. They came from Teotihuacan to the northish, from the Mayan lands to the southish eastish, and […]
The wonders of Couchsurfing. With precious little time in Cuernavaca, I’d planned to arrive in the city and start rooting around for Malcolm Lowry relics. Instead I found myself heading […]
Travelling Mexico, meeting people, staying in their homes, sitting down at their tables. The same question always insinuates itself into the conversation. Asked in a hundred different ways, the voices […]