¿Les pasa que todo les recuerda a algo de México?
Honestamente, me doy cuenta de que hasta las cosas más pequeñas me hacen pensar en México. Un olor, una canción, hasta cómo alguien dice algo. Creo que la cultura me está absorbiendo mucho. ¿A ustedes también les pasa esto desde que llegaron? Jaja, a veces me siento un poco loca por tanto pensar en mi nuevo hogar.
Totally! It's like Mexico imprints itself on your brain. I was just in a small grocery store here and they had a certain brand of chips. Instantly, I was back on a street corner in Roma Norte. This place definitely has a way of sticking with you.
OMG, yes! Chips totally do that. For me, it's often the smell of street food. Suddenly I'm craving tacos al pastor. Mexico really gets under your skin, doesn't it?
Jaja, ¡ni me digas! Los olores de la comida callejera son lo peor. Unos esquites y ya estoy transportada. México te atrapa, ¡literalmente!
Oh, esquites! I know exactly what you mean. That smell takes me right back to walking around Coyoacán. It's wild how food just does that. Mexico definitely has a strong pull.
Esquites! Jaja, yes! Coyoacán smells are so specific. It's funny how those memories stick. Mexico truly has a way of calling you back.