The motel: a Mexican institution

The motel: a Mexican institution

One of my favorite anecdotes is from about 20 years ago. I was in Querétaro with my now ex-husband, our first year living together. He was a university student, I was a fresh-out-of-university English teacher, and my, we were poor! Our 5th-floor walk-up apartment had a great view, but it was basically void of furniture, save a bed and a bookshelf. Eventually, we bought a used computer that sat on an old chair we’d found in the apartment while we…