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I started my trip to Mexico with three days on my own in Oaxaca, and while I went into the trip with big ideas about visiting ruins and botanical gardens and the like, honestly, I was tired. Since July, I've been to 6 countries on 3 continents. I've spent more nights in my AirBnb apartment in Accra than I have in my own bed in DC. And I was arriving in Mexico only a week after returning home from a super intense 5-week work trip to Ghana. I needed a break.

So I gave myself permission to take one. I ate everything from street corn to tasting menus, and in between I wandered the city, sat in parks and read or just watched the world go by, and talked to friendly strangers at the market food stalls. It was gloriously, luxuriously relaxed - and so very delicious. I don't know if it was the slowness of my pace, or the ubiquitous cups of hot chocolate, or the $5 yoga classes, but I could easily picture myself living there.

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