I love my country. I love being Mexican, and I will never be afraid or ashamed of it. I really like the place where I've grown up and the things it has taught me so far. But as all countries, mine is imperfect. It lacks lots of things like equity and oportunities. The gap between the very rich and the very poor widens more and more each day, with prices rising and minimum wages remaining awfully low, it is hard to see the beauty behind the first impression: behind a mask of poverty and corruption, of falseness and insecurity, of a country that could do lots more with what it currently has and yet is unable to take advantage fully.

I still love Mexico. I love its landscapes, its culture, its traditions, its people, its perception among other countries, its liveliness and kindness, its desire to be something else... But among the things I love most, is certainly its food. Mexican food is after all a representation of its culture: varied, taking the best of other cuisines and combining them with the local spices, herbs and ingredients to make scrumptious delicacies. I absolutely love tacos, mole, enchiladas, burritos, chilaquiles, chiles rellenos, pozole, barbacoa, churros, tortilla soup, sopes, molletes, entomatadas, guacamole, enfrijoladas... They all drive me crazy! I guess it sorta shows on my frame that in the end, you actually are what you eat... Huh?

This quick pic (which I'm soon going to scrap due to its poor quality and general silliness) was inspired by one conversation I had with a particular friend of mine  hdalby33 who made me realize that I resemble a particular avocado-based filling wrapped into a doughy tortilla. Also, guess who has been getting into cooking more and more (or as much as my college life allows) by watching a group of English dudes bake all sorts of recipes on YouTube? (Hint, see that word in the bottom right corner? Yeah? You might want to look for it in said webpage).

Finally I wanted to make a pic regarding the celebration of the Mexican Independence Day, September 15th, a day upon which we celebrate the start of the fight for our freedom and our equality of rights.

SIDE NOTE: despite what you might have heard, 5 de Mayo is not the national holiday. It is an imporatnt day, but not the Fourth of July Equivalent. Just clearing that up inc ase you were confused...

So yeah, we still have lots of things to do before I have a justified reason to be completely proud of my country. But in the mean time, I guess I will stick to trying to be a better person myself.

A race is completed one step apt a time.

Or in the case of Tzin a waddle and several orders of salsa-drenched tacos, por favor!