After 25 years of having rooms whose windows face nothing but a brick wall, I’m happy to open my window these days and face a morning as bright as this.
I love the hot weather that comes with life in Mexico. I love that the heat is something I’ve adjusted to here in the city but I still get burned whenever I leave D.F. and venture out of the smog to where the sun is clear.
I love being able to wear an open skirt and strappy top to my classes, and walk down city streets with sunglasses on.
I also love the rainy season that’s just about to end here. The beautiful sunny mornings and lunchtimes spent working and writing, sitting outside little cafés, are a dream. But being inside at 4pm when the thunder, lightning, rain and hail start beating against my window, sipping hot tea and cuddling up under a blanket with a good book? Nothing beats that.