Two women entrepreneurs were in the seats adjacent to mine and talked about the traffic in Mexico City, a city where I lived about 11 years and where I have great friends and beautiful memories. They talked and laughed at how to manage in the city, the distances, congestion and the constant sound of horns everywhere. I understood well what they were talking and I could not help smiling as I stooped to save my computer and listening to the conversation. I smiled as I remind myself desperately in traffic where the route to the office, really should take about fifteen minutes sometimes turned into a journey of nearly two hours. I thought to myself that living in a city like Mexico City and complain about the traffic is like being in a restaurant and complain to the waiter to bring exactly what was ordered. Those who choose to live there is to know that along with the many wonders and environments offered by the city, there is also a complicated situation in terms of roads is concerned.
I turned around and I included them in the conversation. For a while we continued talking about traffic, pollution, vitality and ceaseless activity in the DF. When we start talking about our activities and I learned about the occupation of one of my fellow passengers, I could not resist the temptation to ask the opinion of a banker on the subject of fashion: the global economic crisis. I knew I was playing veins sensitive, but some time ago I decided to be more open with myself and ask frankly when required or feel you should say something honestly.