{"id":147837,"date":"2017-05-02T10:15:08","date_gmt":"2017-05-02T10:15:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.welovecycling.com\/wide\/?p=147837"},"modified":"2017-05-02T10:15:08","modified_gmt":"2017-05-02T10:15:08","slug":"travelling-world-hera-van-willick-whats-like-holiday-every-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.welovecycling.com\/wide\/2017\/05\/02\/travelling-world-hera-van-willick-whats-like-holiday-every-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Travelling the World with Hera van Willick: What&#8217;s It Like to Be on Holiday Every Day?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>If you turn your holiday into your daily life, it\u2019s no longer a holiday. Twelve years ago I got on my bicycle for my first cycling trip. My motivation: independency, to see the world, curiosity, challenge and to grow as a human being. At that time I wasn\u2019t as aware of all that, be the feeling was the same and through the years I\u2019ve learned what lies beneath that feeling. The motivation turned into a necessity and the vacation turned into my \u2018daily life\u2019. Add some tasks to that that you would usually \u2018leave at home\u2019 during a holiday and you get an unusual combination. Who designs his life that way is, even though the terms \u2018traveler\u2019 or \u2018world citizen\u2019 are used more often nowadays, in my eyes best called a \u2018nomad\u2019. Add some work on a laptop and the internet and you\u2019re part of the modern phenomenon \u2018digital nomad\u2019.<\/strong><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>If you turn you holiday into your daily life you never have a holiday anymore? Hmm, good question.<\/p>\n<p><strong>HO\u2022LI\u2022DAY noun<\/strong><br \/>\n1 An extended period of leisure and recreation, especially one spent away from home or in travelling.<br \/>\n1.1 A day of festivity or recreation when no work is done.<\/p>\n<p>There we go, \u2018away from home\u2019, I don\u2019t have a home so I can\u2019t be away from it. And work? What is that exactly?<\/p>\n<p><strong>WORK noun<\/strong><br \/>\n1 Activity involving mental or physical effort done in order to achieve a result.<\/p>\n<p>That is exactly what I do every day!<br \/>\nThat&#8217;s it\u00a0for the English language. Let\u2019s decide to for a moment see it like this: nomads travel and tourists go on holidays. I know, it\u2019s shortsighted, but we need a common starting point to give the title of this blog meaning.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09011.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-147846\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09011.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1280\" height=\"290\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div id='gallery-1' class='gallery galleryid-147837 gallery-columns-2 gallery-size-large'><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09042.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09042-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09042-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09042-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09042-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09042-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09042.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4121597.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"684\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4121597-1024x684.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4121597-1024x684.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4121597-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4121597-768x513.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4121597-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4121597.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n<p>My course \u2018tourism\u2019 started about three weeks ago in Guadalajara. I pedaled my bicycle a 1000 vertical meters up to the \u2018city of colors\u2019 at an altitude of 1996 meters. It was the \u2018good week\u2019 before Eastern, \u2018Semana Santa\u2018. In the center of town, you could \u2018walk on heads\u2019 (that\u2019s a Dutch saying, obviously meaning: it was crowded). Mainly Mexican tourists, but it was impossible to interpret this crowd as the local population. Behind every beautiful old facade hid another souvenir shop or overpriced restaurant. When Shaun told me about the \u2018mirador\u2018, a viewpoint from where you could overlook the colorful city in its totality I imaged a quiet open place somewhere on the hillside. About five hundred steps later I bumped into a sea of souvenir stalls and a busy square and wide stairs where maybe a hundred cellphones on selfie sticks floated above the crowd. We zigzagged our way to the balustrade for an indeed beautiful view over the city and a \u2018unique photo\u2019.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09025.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-147847\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09025.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1280\" height=\"960\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>From Guanajuato I biked on to San Miguel de Allende, what was promised to be \u2018very beautiful\u2019. While Guanajuato had all colors of the rainbow, this city was painted in all different shades of red and yellow. On \u2018Good Friday\u2019 the city was overrun by tourists from all over the state to see the famous procession. Statues of saints of which the names unknown to me passed on the shoulders of men and women. The Romans were with\u00a0helmets and spears. Two martyrs walked with bare red backs walked in front of them while the Romans horsewhipped them. And finally the statue of Jesus, bent under the cross on his shoulders, as I got to know him here in Mexico; black and blue bruises, big wounds dripping with blood, his eyes full of suffering and \u2018real\u2019 hair. In every church it\u2019s a surprise again how horrific he\u2019ll look this time. I missed the \u2018moment supreme\u2019 on which he would raise his head, through some hidden rope system, up to his mother on their meeting. I miss the endless patience of the Mexicans to watch a tremendously slow procession in the burning sun, between thousands of others. After seeing all the statues appear I wondered off into a quiet side street and found an empty restaurant to have much needed lunch.<\/p>\n<div id='gallery-2' class='gallery galleryid-147837 gallery-columns-2 gallery-size-large'><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09103.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09103-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09103-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09103-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09103-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09103-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09103.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09093.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09093-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09093-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09093-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09093-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09093-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-DSC09093.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n<p>In my last blog I wrote about ugliness and how all my senses were filled with dung. Now I\u2019d reached a beautiful part of Mexico, but with that also comes the tourism. Near San Jose de Iturbide I visited Mineral de Pozos and old mine, where one of the only two still living miners told me about his work there.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4151703.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-147850\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4151703.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1280\" height=\"854\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The next day I rode into the mountains of the Sierra Gorda and from the dessert into the jungle. Strange enough it was still Semana Santa (even though it was now the week after Eastern) and the Mexicans had holidays. On the road, that climbs 1200 meters and descends again to climb 2300 meters to the Puerta del Cielo (heaven\u2019s door) at 2680 meters and descend again for a last climb of 1400 meters, it wasn\u2019t too busy at all. Visiting a waterfall, where I was \u2018no alone\u2019, a man asked me if I was the person that belonged to the bike he saw parked at the entrance. He turned out to be a passionate triathlete, a champion even in his class. From the moment that I descended to the waterfall I regretted having to ride back to the main road again. I had been told that the road would be flat, but instead it had the steepest downhill in it that I\u2019d come across in a long time, pretty much impossible to cycle back up. Manuel accepted the challenge to ride my bike the 3km back to the road and I sunk into the comfortable passenger seat next to Theresa. It was a great encounter and the start of a friendship.<\/p>\n<div id='gallery-3' class='gallery galleryid-147837 gallery-columns-2 gallery-size-large'><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171789.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171789-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171789-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171789-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171789-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171789-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171789.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4161763.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4161763-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4161763-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4161763-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4161763-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4161763-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4161763.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171803.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-147854\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171803.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1280\" height=\"854\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div id='gallery-4' class='gallery galleryid-147837 gallery-columns-2 gallery-size-large'><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171793.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171793-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171793-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171793-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171793-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171793-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4171793.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4201945.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4201945-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4201945-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4201945-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4201945-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4201945-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4201945.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n<p>I chose this route because it crossed the beautiful nature of the Sierra Gorda, unaware that it was an area with several touristic attractions and popular campsites. In Xilitla I found that Las Pozas was one of those attractions, a surrealistic sculpture garden created by the rich and creative Englishman Edward James between 1949 and 1984. At 7:45 a.m. I queued up with the other tourists along the souvenir stalls to wait for the garden to open at 9:00 a.m. When I got in I paced past the forty people that all stopped at the first structure like a herd and I had the garden to myself for the first 30 minutes. When I left it two hours later it was overrun by people and the queue outside had grown to passed the sign that said \u2018waiting time 2 hours\u2019. Disneyland&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4191862.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-147859\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4191862.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"854\" height=\"1280\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>But the best\/worst was yet to come. In Aquismon I met up again with Shaun for a jointly trip to the biggest waterfall of the state. Cascade de Tamul. Shaun warned me that the entrance had looked like an anthill of tourists, but since I detoured specially for this I now wanted to visit and see it! I adjusted my expectations and prepared myself for a fest. It turned out a fiasco. You could visit the waterfall in a 20 person rowing boat. We joined a group, unaware of what would follow. The cooler that the guys lifted into the boat worried me a little but I decided to \u2018go with the flow\u2019. Sometimes it\u2019s just better to let yourself bob along instead of trying to pedal upstream. A rowing instruction however was skipped and so we went into the river, smacking pedals into paddles, that is when there were actually people making the effort to paddle. The guys behind us were too busy smoking, drinking beer, being loud and throwing water on other tourists. Public drunkenness, cigarette smoke in nature, noisiness and egocentrism aren\u2019t my favorite ingredients, let alone being forced to endure it in a unescapable boat. I underwent the 3,5 hour during excursion like an execution, with the disappointing catharsis that we could only view the waterfall from a big distance from an overcrowded \u2018monkeys rock\u2019. Shaun underwent this all undisturbed while I, overwhelmed with powerlessness, cried under my sunglasses.<\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"secondary-quote\"><p>Sometimes it\u2019s just better to let yourself bob along instead of trying to pedal upstream.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>What a pleasure to get on my bike again the next day and ride a surprisingly quiet road through beautiful jungle to Matlapan. The rain fell, as it does daily now, from the sky in the afternoon and cooled everything down nicely. In the little village of Matlapan I felled in place again, as a nomad between the locals. Cause was else is a nomad then a local with an ever-changing location?<\/p>\n<p>A nightly bus trip got me to Pachuca, where I waited at the bus station for the sun to rise. From there I biked to San Martin de las Piramides to visit the Piramid del Sol, with its 75 meters the third highest in the world, and the ruins of a city from the year 100 that is expected to have housed a quarter million people and is the biggest pre-Columbian city in the Americas. Semana Santa was over and on the archaeological site that stretched out over kilometers I could look around the impressive pyramids and ruins in my own pace.<\/p>\n<div id='gallery-5' class='gallery galleryid-147837 gallery-columns-2 gallery-size-large'><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4242000.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4242000-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4242000-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4242000-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4242000-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4242000-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4242000.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4241983.webp'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4241983-1024x683.webp\" class=\"attachment-large size-large\" alt=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4241983-1024x683.webp 1024w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4241983-300x200.webp 300w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4241983-768x512.webp 768w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4241983-272x182.webp 272w, https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4241983.webp 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4252014.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-147845\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/P4252014.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1280\" height=\"858\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile I\u2019ve reached Mexico City and I\u2019m staying with my new friends Manuel (triathlete) and Theresa (whose great great grandfather was president of Mexico for 30 years, Porfirio D\u00edaz Mori) in a beautiful authentic Mexican neighborhood. No tourists that comes here, far from the city center, but the houses by itself are a sight.<\/p>\n<p>Before I dive into this city of 22 million inhabitants I stop and look back on what I\u2019ve learned over the last weeks about \u2018playing tourist\u2019.<br \/>\nLesson 1. Don\u2019t do it when \u2018everybody\u2019 has vacation.<br \/>\nLesson 2. Make sure you\u2019re well informed about the character of the attraction and the way to it.<br \/>\nLesson 3. Consider which is worse, crowds or sunburn and base your chose when to go on that.<br \/>\nLesson 4. Always carry earplugs.<br \/>\nLesson 5. Expect nothing but be prepared for everything.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-P1000447-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-147848\" src=\"https:\/\/d2p6e6u75xmxt8.cloudfront.net\/2\/2017\/05\/8MBmax-P1000447-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1280\" height=\"1024\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>If you turn your holiday into your daily life, it\u2019s no longer a holiday. If that also works the other way around I will test this summer when I fly to the Netherlands from Costa Rica to visit my family and friends. It\u2019ll give a \u2018holiday in your own country\u2019 a new meaning I expect.<\/p>\n<p>But for now, MEXICO CITY!<br \/>\nPhoto camera, sunscreen, water, city map, metro plan, sunglasses.<br \/>\nI\u2019m ready!<br \/>\n..I think..<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you turn your holiday into your daily life, it\u2019s no longer a holiday. 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