Here in Mexico… it’s all tidy and medications… and destructive swine influenza episodes, tenacious viciousness, relentless defilement, hazardous third-world transportation, stomach-beating tacos and harmful drinking water.

It’s truly only one monster cesspool of a travel goal in the event that you ask me. That is the reason I encourage you, each and every one of you, to remain away… as far away as you can. I’m stating this since I give it a second thought. It is your own wellbeing and security that are my highest needs.

So simply remain away. Yes, it’s hard to believe, but it’s true… it’s a cesspool…

… loaded with fecal matter…

… nothing lovely about it.

Hello… would you say you are still there? Incredible. I really need to impart somewhat mystery to you, yet I expected to dispose of the various perusers first. I think I’ve frightened them off at this point with all that “cesspool” talk however I will need to whisper in the event of some unforeseen issue. What I’m going to uncover should never leave this room. Do you guarantee?

Here’s the thing… .Mexico isn’t generally a monster cesspool. It’s really one kick-ass, remunerating goal. I know, I know… shh, hold it down. I know you’re stunned. Stop the shouting! Simply continue perusing and I’ll clarify what I’ve as of late revealed.

I realize that in the event that you flip open your tablet and visit any news site, you’ll discover a lot of negative stories about Mexico to affirm the hypothesis this is a nation deserving of close to the incidental spring break drinking orgy or brisk stop on a voyage agenda.

Indeed, fortunately for me in the course of the last over two months, when I’ve shut my tablet, I’ve had the favorable luck to stroll outside my entryway and into the genuine Mexico. Truly, it’s hard to believe, but it’s true, I’m quite Mexico right this exact second and on the off chance that you can trust it, I’m not writing this from a bomb-verification shelter and I’m not wearing a slug evidence vest or a veil over my nose and mouth. What’s more, I even quite recently brushed my teeth utilizing the faucet water!

I’m as of now living in the little town of Sayulita. This is a group with no full-time cops, where entryways are once in a while bolted, shops are frequently unattended and possessions can be left on the shoreline for a considerable length of time without dread of being stolen. Would you be able to trust that?

Indeed, there’s additional… I as of late burned through one week in that most hazardous and threatening of spots – Mexico City. Truly, indeed, I know I’ve lost my brain and believe me, I feel exceptionally fortunate to at present be invigorated. You can envision the sheer dread I confronted as I…

Gone to an assortment of amazing craftsmanship and human studies museums; investigated a few motivating chronicled destinations, for example, the monstrous pyramids at Teotihuacan; observed day by day life pass gently by in the overwhelming zocalo, while encompassed by a portion of the city’s most intriguing structures; walked around sprawling parks, innovatively finished patio nurseries and many pleasant squares, all loaded with Mexican families, one of a kind merchants and seats consummately situated for some incredible people-watching; ate unlimited measures of delectable road nourishment and mouth-watering plates of nearby claims to fame while never paying more than a couple of dollars for a dinner; saw customary Aztec move social events and melodic exhibitions occurring in the lanes; voyaged everywhere throughout the city by means of a proficient and low priced metro framework; rested in an advanced and agreeable lodging in the core of the downtown area for $20/night; tuned in to several enthusiastic mariachi groups go up against each other for the consideration of the group in Plaza Garibaldi; went to the life-changing “Infierno en el Ring” Lucha Libre coordinate at the Arena Mexico; experienced an unending stream of benevolent, fair and liberal Mexicans who made a special effort to influence me to feel most welcome in their awesome city

Since I consider it, not one individual attempted to slaughter me, victimize me or even look at me with apparently negative expectations. Peculiar, I know.

I’m certain you’re considering, “Why is he messing around with my head? This stuff can’t be valid.” Let me guarantee you, I was as stunned as you are regardless I scratch my head in dismay a few times each day as Mexico’s actual personality keeps on uncovering itself.

Half a month back, while feeling courageous and undying, I wandered off to visit the southern city of Oaxaca, a place my manual depicted as “concealed in an environment of outrageous pressure.” Let me let you know, covered it assuredly was. In any case, the air was less “tense” as it might have been ‘tranquil mind-boggling’. This dazzling and laid-back city right away ended up noticeably one of my most loved places on earth. Wonderful courts and cobblestone roads fixed with memorable structures, daily celebrations and unrecorded music on each corner, beautiful markets offering newly cooked provincial nourishments, the completely magnificent and little-went by Aztec pyramids on Monte Alban…

Again I was having genuine trouble trusting this was the same awful Mexico I’d been perusing about every one of these years. Where was all the savagery, foulness and good defilement?

With a specific end goal to snap me out of this dreamlike dream, I chose to take a 12-hour transport trip crosswise over Mexico, one that was ensured to be a voyage from hellfire. All Things Considered, envision my stun when I found that I wouldn’t be offering my seat to five other individuals and that the paths would have been chicken-and without goat. The transport driver wasn’t tanked!

For reasons unknown long voyages in Mexico happen not on run down transports, but rather on extravagance long-separate transports, frequently with level screen TVs, movies and music, free refreshments and snacks and completely leaning back seats with crazy measures of legroom. What’s more, that is also the different restrooms for men and ladies, working ventilation systems and the satellite-controlled speed checking… it really puts Greyhound to disgrace!

I began suspecting that there must be some sort of connivance going ahead here. Some person plainly needs Mexico’s picture to stay in the dumps for eternity. Honestly, I would prefer not to get associated with any scheme mess. That is the reason I’m simply playing along and re-affirming to the world that Mexico is in reality a CESSPOOL that ought to never be considered for an excursion. The truth is out, all of you heard me accurately!

(Wink, wink.)

Hello, too bad for that digression, I thought I heard another person tuning in.

Between you and me, I could continue forever with cases of why Mexico is such an unfathomable goal. An assortment of scenes, an assortment of societies, an assortment of exercises… even the most difficult to-please explorer is ensured to become hopelessly enamored with this nation. I truly do vow to you that Mexico isn’t flooding with savagery and malady. This place is rather blasting at the creases with culture, history and accommodation.

I’m not saying that Mexico is great. All things considered, the Mexican individuals do appear to have their needs a bit botched up. Who in their correct personality puts family, companions, group, joy, keeping away from stretch and getting a charge out of the basic delights of life in front of working 12 hour days at a vocation they can’t stand?

So they’re somewhat confused. I’m certain they’ll in the long run come around and alter their way of life. All things considered, look how glad and solid we are in the created world. They’ll need to resemble us at some point or another.

Aside from that one little blip, I have nothing else negative to say in regards to this nation. Furthermore, on the off chance that you stay faithful to your commitment, the mystery of Mexico’s actual personality will remains our own. Let every other person remain away in fear. We don’t need this place to wind up overwhelm with an excessive number of gringos, isn’t that right?

In this way, whenever you see an article depicting Mexico as “rambunctious, savage, unpleasant, brimming with pickpockets and with an overwhelming police-nearness”, simply gesture your head in full understanding for all to see. It’s what the media says all things considered, so it must be valid…

At that point, surge back home, secure yourself your room and keep pressing for your up and coming Mexican experience, being certain to leave your weapons and defensive body suit behind.