It’s been a long time

IMG_7610There’s not much to say, just “it’s been a long time” but finally I am here, ready to write some new stuff and share tons of photos with you guys… All this time I’ve been so busy writing and writing to collaborate with a website about travels and tourist stuff and was almost impossible to write here, and as soon as my articles where published I’ll share’m with you. 

For now, here is a photo of the very last sun of 2013 adding the amazing glow to the historic center of my hometown. And a little bit late, Happy 2014 🙂


In the middle of nowhere


Hace un mes regresé de Italia y aún no me acostumbro de nuevo a estar en casa. Claro, extrañaba a mi familia terriblemente y a mis amigos que me han traído de aquí para allá. Esta vez llegamos a… bueno, no tengo idea donde. Entre caminos de terracería y preguntando dónde nacía el río llegamos a un pueblo que parece un pueblo fantasma.

It’s a month since I came back from Italy and I am not habituated to be in home yet. Of course I missed my family and friends so badly and we were rolling from here to there. This weekend we arrived to… well, I have no idea where. Asking where was the river source we drove in dirt roads and we found this town which look like a ghost town. 



Photo on the top taken with Hipstamatic App
Photos taken with iPhone5

Once upon a time in a Royal Palace…

Once upon a time there was a girl traveling with a memory keeper and a notebook…


I confess I am obsessed with the royal life, well not the current royal life, I am talking about the royal life of the XV or XVIII centuries. Today we finally visited La Reggia di Caserta, a beautiful and huge palace just a few minutes from Naples. Kind of Versailles, this palace was constructed for the Bourbon kings of Naples and actually, is the largest palace in Europe with more than 2 million m3.

This amazing palace has 1,200 rooms, including two dozen state apartments, a large library, and a theatre, some of those still furnished by original pieces (Bed heads and linens, bathroom furnitures and a huge collection of antique books in the library). The gardens and fountains are pieces of art. Such a great place to visit, as a museum and gallery inside of the rooms (expositions changing once in a while) or just walking or riding thru the gardens.

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Well, now I am trying to enjoy my last days in Italy. It’s been so hard to say good bye to my friends cz I know will be so difficult to meet again those who live actually in the other side of the world.  Now I’m in Naples spending all the possible time with him and his family. This week we visited a little town called Palena about an hour by car from Naples. Small and very quiet, the perfect place to be unplugged from everything.

PS. There is not a place like Palena to sleep very well! Good night.

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All photos taken with iPhone5


I amsterdam


If you are going to visit Amsterdam don’t foget to get your I amsterdam city card. With this you get free public transport a free canal cruise, free entrances to some museums such as the Hermitage, the EYE filmmuseum and the Rembrandt House Museum among others. Also you get a 25% off in other attractions (Madame Tussauds, XtraCold IceBar, etc), concerts, and special gifts.


I really enjoyed this little vacation with my boyfriend and other two friends. Unfortunately we couldn’t visit Anna Frank’s house because we had just a couple of days and the line were too long. However we visited the Heritage where we could see Vincent Van Gogh’s works. Was quiet a fast trip, we tried to visit all the possible places and trying to do it I got very sick from the second night. But doesn’t matter when you are in a place as lovely as Amsterdam is.

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For more information about the I amsterdam city card visit the site

21 Memories

Have you ever listened a song and been completely transported to another day, another place, even feel the smell of that day, – I’ve always thought that the days have aromas-

Today it happened and so hard… I was watching video auditions to programs like American Idol and The X Factor when the background music of the Janet Devlin’s presentation was “Set Fire to The Rain” by Adele and woooooow, I was transported in two seconds at Monterrey, to the days before the trip that changed my life, my summer at EF New York.

In that moment I saw myself playing Wii with my roommate, preparing the roast with my friends from Mty, the nights game between foreigns, and my full days cooking fondant cupcakes. The smell from the kitchen almost touches my senses in those 15 seconds intro, while I remembered my first talk with Franz, a guy form Mty, whom I met through Facebook hours before go to New York.

So, I switched to iTunes and Adele’s 21 began; immediately the atmosphere changed, it was cold in my head, the rain left a very particular smell on the streets of Tarrytown, on my way to the train terminal, and thinking about the person who in fifteen days changed my life, Lorenzo, while “Turning Tables” sounded. It was Aug. 18 I was traveling by train to Manhattan looking for the Lomography store on 8th street. I was walking from Grand Central Station with a beautiful sunny day. The smell of the Big Apple was completely different to suburbs; in Soho the atmosphere was… different, impossible to explain at this time, I just feel butterflies.

“One and Only” and I remember the night when the rain didn’t stop and a couple of umbrellas found themselves between Lugari Hall and Spellman Auditorium on the EF campus, asking a thousand times “Why?”; times, meetings, forgetfulness, talks that dragged on before leaving, took the meeting which made a lump on the throat. It was a completely and strong “No”. “I dare you to let me be your one and only…”

I kept thinking; my mind was like a ghost that just appears in new places, Times Square, and I found myself under the big M of McDonald’s, then I found him in the crowd. We ate at T.G.I.F, Tak, Carlos and Lorenzo, almost die by a Buffalo boneless. So red.

“You know how the time flies, only yesterday was the time of our lives”, Hilene, Sasha and I are singing toward the Brazilian bar in the center of Tarrytown. We stole some leaves from a tree in the way. “Chama, it seems like marihuana.” We laughed.

Ends 21 and “This is how the story went I met someone by accident, it blew me away…” and my eyes get blurred, “The morning rain, although I wish that you were here; that same old road that brought me here is calling me home” describes how exactly was the day when I left NY. The trip ends and I return to my beautiful “Sultana del Norte”, it became my home, there I took a lot of who I am today, the city that adopted me.

Decisions, farewells, move, and 21 finished. The cycle was closed.

Les ha pasado que escuchan una canción y los transporta completamente a otro día, otro lugar; inclusive sientes el aroma de ese día -siempre he pensado que los días tienen aromas-

Hoy me pasó y muy cañón, por así decirlo… estaba en mi recorrido nocturno de vídeos de audiciones a programas como American Idol y The X Factor cuando la música de fondo de la presentación de Janet Devlin era “Set Fire to The Rain” de Adele, y wow, me transporté en dos segundos a Monterrey, a esos días previos al viaje que cambió mi vida; a mi verano en EF New York. 

En ese momento me vi jugando Wii con mi roommate, preparando la carne asada con mis amigos regios, las noches de juegos entre foráneos, y mis días completos cocinando cupcakes decorados con fondant. El olor de estos últimos casi toca mis sentidos en esos 15 segundos de intro, mientras recordaba la primera plática con Franz, un regio que se encontraba en EF, al que conocí vía Facebook y me decía cómo estaba la escuela a horas antes de partir de mi adorado Monterrey. 

Sin pensarlo dos veces me pasé a iTunes y 21 de Adele comenzó a sonar, inmediatamente el ambiente cambió, hacía frío en mi cabeza, la lluvia dejaba un olor muy particular sobre las calles de Tarrytown, bajaba el caminito para tomar el tren, y pensaba en una sola persona que en quince días le dio un giro a mi vida, Lorenzo; mientras “Turning Tables” sonaba. Era 18 de agosto, estaba viajando en tren rumbo a Manhattan en busca de una tienda llamada “Lomography” en la 8th street. La canción seguía y yo ya iba caminando desde la Grand Central Station acompañada de un bello día soleado. El olor de la Gran Manzana era completamente diferente a los suburbios newyorkinos; en Soho se respiraba un ambiente… diferente, imposible de explicar en este momento, solo siento mariposas. 

“One and Only” y recuerdo la noche en que no dejó de llover y un par de paraguas se encontraron entre Lugari Hall y Spellman Auditorium en el campus de EF; preguntábamos mil veces ¿por qué?; tiempos, coincidencias, olvidos, pláticas que se alargaron antes de salir, llevaron al encuentro que anudaba la garganta de ambos. Ya había un rotundo, No. “I dare you to let me be your one and only…” 

Seguí pensando, mi mente se fue como un fantasma que solo se aparece en lugares nuevos, a Times Square, y me encontré debajo de la M de McDonald’s; lo encontré entre la multitud. Cenamos, Tak, Carlos y Lorenzo casi mueren por unos Buffalo boneless. Rojos todos. 

“You know how the time flies, only yesterday was the time of our lives”, Hilene, Sasha y yo vamos cantando rumbo al bar brasileño en el centro de Tarrytown. Robamos algunas hojas de un árbol en el camino. “Parece marihuana chama”. Reíamos. 

Termina 21 y “This is how the story went I met someone by accident, it blew me away…” y se nubla mi mirada. “The morning rain, although I wish that you were here; that same old road that brought me here is calling me home”, describe tal y como era el día en fue la partida. Termina el viaje y regreso a mi bella sultana del norte. La ciudad que se volvió mi hogar, la ciudad en donde adopté mucho de lo que soy hoy, la ciudad que me adoptó.

Decisiones, despedidas, mudanza, y 21 terminó. Ese ciclo se cerró. 

[[Photos taken with iPhone 4]]

La Notte Bianca a Firenze

La Notte Bianca or The Withe Night is a particular night celebrated for some cities around the world which consist in the organization of cultural and entertainment activities during all the night. I had the opportunity to arrive in Florence in the day of the fabulous Notte Bianca. Was a madness… Really i’ve never seen so much people and artists on the streets, in the same place and in the same time.

I knew nothing about that night until I walked from the train station to the hotel near to Piazza della Signoria. All the shops had posters about La Notte Bianca and I was thinking, “ok, what’s that?” Anyway I kept walking and finally I arrived to the hotel -Olga’s House, excellent!- Before go to see the apartments I was resting in the hotel and i heard like a sound check, immediately I took my stuff and then went to see the most amazing thing… I saw the Palazzo Vecchio and I discovered from where was coming the sound check, weird; from the Loggia die Lanzi.

In every part of Florence I could see little stages, or people in the street preparing their instruments; young and local bands inviting people to go to some street to listen them, and white balloons and flags in everywhere.

I was walking by the Piazza del Duomo while I heard a particular band playing the famous Chihuahua by Luis Olviera with wind instruments and drums. I got stay behind a tuba and after 20 seconds I fell in love. The best music director I’ve ever seen, with a great band conformed for about 20 people of all the ages.

Here some photos of them… and let me say one last thing, this wonderful night should be in all the cities, is a great idea to introduce the people with the art and be the cultural activities.

La Notte Bianca o La Noche Blanca es una noche especial celebrada por varias ciudades alrededor del mundo que consiste en la organización de actividades culturales y de entretenimiento durante toda la noche. Tuve la oportunidad de llegar a Florencia el día de la fabulosa Notte Bianca. Era una locura… De verdad que nunca había visto tanta gente y tantos artistas en las calles, en el mismo lugar y al mismo tiempo.

Yo no tenía idea de qué era hasta que caminé de la estación de trenes hacia el hotel cerca de la Piazza della Signoria. Todas las tiendas y negocios tenían anuncios sobre La Notte Bianca La Notte Bianca y yo pensaba, “ok… ¿y eso qué?” De cualquier forma seguí caminando y por fin llegué al hotel -Olga’s House, Excelente!- Antes de ir a ver los posibles depas estaba descansando en el hotel cuando escuché un tipo sound check, y obvio solo tomé mis cosas y me fui a ver que rollo… Miré hacia el Palazzo Vecchio y luego luego supe que el sound check venía de de la Loggia dei Lanzi, WEIRD!

En todas partes en Florencia vi escenarios, o personas en las calles preparándose para tocar; algunas bandas locales de chavos que invitaban a la gente a ir a verlos en cierta calle, y todo lleno de globos y bandera blancas.

Andaba por la Piazza del Doumo cuando escuché una muy particular banda tocando Chihuahua de Luis Olviera solo con instrumentos de viento y percusiones. Logré llegar a estar detrás de una tuba y después de unos segundos me enamoré. El mejor director musical que he visto, con una estupenda banda conformada por alrededor de 20 personas de todas las edades.

Les dejo algunas fotos de ellos… y déjenme decir una última cosa, esta maravillosa noche debería de ser en todas las ciudades del mundo, es una excelente idea para atraer a la gente al arte y a participar en las actividades culturales.