Things I won't miss:
Pavements strewn with obstacles so I have to look down at my feet, not up at the beautiful coloured buildings.
Drivers who don't signal before they turn. Buses belching dark smoke. Cars who edge along bumper to bumper at junctions leaving no room for pedestrians to cross. Drivers who never walk anywhere and have no concept of what it means to be a pedestrian.
Dogs roaming the streets.
Having to eat meat out of politeness.
Toilets that don't flush. Toilets with no toilet paper. Toilets built for much smaller people so there's no room for your knees.
The policy in the pueblos to open the gents toilets and leave the ladies' locked. (I think this is based on the idea that women don't use the public space - except on special occasions). Using the gents' toilets in the pueblos.
Uptight housewives pushing past me in Chedraui, elbows out, refusing eye contact.
Undrinkable tap water. The reddish brown water that sometimes comes trickling out of the tap.
Not much after 10 weeks in a different world. And things you can learn to live with, even so.
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