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	<title>Mexico &#8211; Flung</title>
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		<title>Stuck in Traffic, a Mexico City Story</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2018/08/21/stuck-in-traffic-a-mexico-city-story/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sarah Stodola]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2018 15:37:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Mexico City]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mexico City traffic]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mexico City transportation]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[ride-hailing]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[In unfamiliar cities, I tend to be a walker. I love the particular relationship it carves out between me, who doesn’t belong there, and the place that of course, belongs exactly there. I love the way walking tips the power balance just a little, emboldening me to navigate this new city as I please, to potentially discover things that no one or guide book would have taken me to. I’ll admit that I like walking in strange places also partly [&#8230;]
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		<title>With Migrants and Nomads</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2018/07/12/with-migrants-and-nomads/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jaime Jacques]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2018 10:01:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Tijuana]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[American dream]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[border]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Christmas]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[deportees]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Freedom]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[freedom is lonliness]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[My friend drives me to the airport. We pull into the drop-off zone amidst dirty, day old snow and we both get out of the car. I shiver in my thin grey turtleneck as we hug, bid farewell and play out a familiar scene. I thank her profusely for the ride. She marvels at my economy in packing, at the way I am able to fit my life into a bag, at the things I am able to live without [&#8230;]
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		<title>On the Border</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2017/05/30/on-the-border/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jackie Bryant]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2017 11:26:59 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Essays]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mexico]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[United States]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Agua Prieta]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[border crossings]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[border fence]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Douglas Arizona]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[“What are you doing in this lane?” a Customs and Border Patrol agent in at the crossing into Douglas, Arizona, yelled at us from outside the car. This border crossing was not like the others. “He can’t walk,” Keoki answered from behind the wheel, gesturing toward our friend Tom in the front seat next to him. “So we decided to bring him across in the car with us.” Our driver was Keoki Skinner, an American former journalist and decades-long resident [&#8230;]
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		<title>Drinking Pulque in Mexico City: The Ancient Aztecs&#8217; Beverage of Choice</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2016/06/07/drinking-pulque-in-mexico-city/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sarah Stodola]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2016 18:04:08 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Drinks]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mexico City]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[agave]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[kombucha]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[mescal]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[A couple millennia ago in the ancient Aztec culture based in what is present-day Mexico, there was no beer or wine. Instead, for religious rituals and leisure time alike, the Aztecs produced a beverage called pulque, made by fermenting the nectar of the native agave plant. Amazingly, the drink survived the Spanish conquest in the 16th century and remained a popular working man’s drink in Mexico well into the 20th century, when it began to fall out of favor. Recently, [&#8230;]
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		<title>Mexico City &#8211;&gt; Huatulco on Interjet Flight 2651</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2016/05/19/mexico-city-huatulco-on-interjet-flight-2651/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sarah Stodola]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2016 19:44:46 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Flight Reviews]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mexico]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Oaxaca]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[In Flight Reviews, Flung writers provide key information about flights they take in order to leave the flying public better informed in an age of frustration, obfuscation and increasingly unfriendly skies. Here, we review the Interjet route from Mexico City to Huatulco, on the coast of Oaxaca and the most convenient gateway to that oceanside region. &#160; MEX &#8211;&#62; HUX Flight: Interjet 2651 Date and Time of Flight: Saturday, November 14, 2015; 2:35 pm. Ticket Class: Coach Boarding: The terminal in the Mexico [&#8230;]
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		<title>San Augustinillo: The Town Next To the Town (Next To the Town)</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2016/02/23/san-augustinillo-the-town-next-to-the-town-next-to-the-town/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sarah Stodola]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2016 18:21:36 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Mexico]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Oaxaca]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[beach vacations]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[beaches]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[mole sauce]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[San Augustinillo]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’d seen the word “Oaxaca” in writing many times before I ever bothered to consider its pronunciation, much less what it represented. I chose unfortunate company in which to finally grow curious. What’s this word? I asked a group of surfers with whom I worked one summer at a taco shack, and was met with a level of guffawing and scorn that would have made Donald Trump want to crawl under a rock. One of them had owned another taco [&#8230;]
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		<title>4 Mexico City Museums for the Bucket List</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2016/01/28/4-mexico-city-museums-not-to-miss/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sarah Stodola]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2016 17:07:59 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Mexico City]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Sights]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Carlos Slim]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Diego Rivera]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Frida Khalo]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Leon Trotsky]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Of the many things that struck me during a recent visit to Mexico City—the food, the traffic, the way art is woven so intricately into the city’s fabric—nothing made more of an impression than the museums. There are a staggering number of them, 150 or so, and I went to a lot, double digits, yet made only a dent. Mexico City has so many museums, in fact, that of all the major cultural capitals of the world, only London can [&#8230;]
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		<title>The Hyatt Regency Mexico City: Best for the Business Traveler?</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2016/01/25/the-hyatt-regency-mexico-city-business-first-with-pleasurable-perks/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sarah Stodola]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2016 17:08:45 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Hotel Reviews]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mexico City]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Mexico City’s version of the Hyatt Regency, housed in a 38-story high rise next door to a similarly composed Intercontinental, with a JW Marriott just down the block, is unlikely to figure in the typical tourist’s “Mexico City experience.” It provides none of that old-world feel you’d get from a hotel in the Centro Historico, or the new-world sophistication on offer from a boutique hotel in the Roma Norte neighborhood. It’s too similar not only to its neighbors, but to [&#8230;]
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		<title>From Beach Bungalows to Artisanal Dinners, A Tulum Postmortem</title>
		<link>https://flungmagazine.com/2015/05/08/a-tulum-postmortem/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lionel Beehner]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2015 13:09:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Tulum]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[beaches]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[fashionistas]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[foodie destinations]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[The cot was uncomfortable. Stiff, cramped, it would have sufficed at a youth hostel. But I was at a chic resort on one of the world’s most luxurious beaches and shelling out over $250 a night for our tiki-style bungalow. The structure gave me the impression of staying in a DIY tree fort perched above a bed of palm trees. On the bright side, it overlooked a sea as beautiful as any I’ve seen. At least I would be nursing [&#8230;]
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