Vlogcanic

I’ve been writing to this blog without realizing that it isn’t that clear what I mean by living in a volcano. Well, it means just that, I live in a volcano, Mount Ajusco.

Mount Ajusco, home to yours truly is located in Mexico City’s south corner. It’s 3930 meters high in it’s tallest point and it hosts many extinct volcanic vents. Xitle is among them, one that erupted 1600 years ago for the last time, covering with magma a good bit of what is now the southern part of Mexico City and was then the city of Cuicuilco.

Mexico City’s metropolitan area has extended in time all the way to Mount Ajusco’s skirt which is now inhabited and full of people, me among them. The spot is distant from the rest of the city but the trade off is a perennial beautiful view of the Anahuac Valley and the knowledge of living in something of an green oasis in the border of the asphalt jungle.

The weather here is a bit cooler and more humid than a few kilometers to the north, specially during winter, when the Ajusco’s peaks get covered in snow.