Text by: Carlos Dragonné
Experience lived by Elsie
Méndez
It is said that for knowing Morelia, you have
to walk it and, listening to those who live here, after a delicious
breakfast at the hotel’s terrace with a view of Madero Avenue that
points to everything in our way, I took the streets. It looks like, from
the first moment, a message is waiting for me to remember something. I
wonder what the message is between the buildings in this day that starts
now.
