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A
typical bohemian night in Zona Rosa ©
Pablo Herrera/Enkidu Bohemian spirit is something that we
may forget in the rush of Mexico’s city nightlife… however it’s
something that we all share. It was a typical afternoon in front
of the computer, I was bored checking e-mails and chatting with who knows
who, when suddenly my queer mother, Jorge, appeared online on the
messenger. After writing for a while about our
lives we decided to meet up with him in Zona Rosa to keep on talking; I
got dressed as fast as I could, and hurried to our meeting. When I got there, all cafeterias were
crowded, so we decided to go to his house which is conveniently licated in
the heart of Zona Rosa. By the moment we entered we started
talking about love, our boyfriends of the season, our friends, our lovers,
and our jobs, our plans for the future and our expectations for the next
year. The Bohemian spirit entered the room
when a young Argentinean friend joined us… a red 2004 Merlot. The sound of the cork going out of
the bottle was joined with the Moulin Rouge soundtrack and round talk
about love. I remembered the first time I saw
him, for me, it was love at first sight… For him, I was just another kid
that needed help finding himself. At that time, I was eighteen, and I
hadn’t ever put a step into a bar. He introduced me to the city’s PR
millieu and to all the gay things I had to know… but well, enough about
me and him, let’s go back to the bohemian night. Our glasses were filled up with wine,
and our got minds lost in nostalgia of those days when bars were fewer,
and being gay in Mexico City was a reason for hiding out from everybody. The room was filled up with the smoke
of our cigarettes, and Lila Down’s music made us cheer for men, those
who were, those who weren’t; those who are, those who aren’t; those
who will be, and those who have died. Literature, painting, music, arts in
general came to the scene while wine was disappearing and sun was
rising… You are probably wondering why I’m
writing about this on a page dedicated to Gay Evening Tours and
nightlife… It’s simply because you should not not forget when visiting the area, that Zona Rosa, once was the city’s center of intellectual an political life, later, taken by gay people, but the bohemian spirit beneath their cultures got never lost. We at Enkidu Magazine thank you, Jorge for being part of our lives, and I, personally thank you for taking some time of your day to read on the things I write.
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