Station / Estación # 101: Eduardo Molina

At the end of the last post I wrote that I would be back tomorrow (yesterday) for Mexico City Metro Project 101.  A day late.


Luckily I’m the big and only cheese of the project and I ain’t answering to nobody.

Well, actually I do have my readers best interests at heart.

I didn’t lapse with my rambling tendencies though, taking an extended wander down Xochimilco way (metro project extraterritoriality).


(Extracurricular wandering)

Anyway, back to today.  You would probably think that after visiting 100 stations I’d have the transfer regime down pat.  And I do.  Well, usually.  If I really were teaching a Mexico City Metro 101 course ‘how to transfer’ would be a rudimentary aspect.  After all there are 11 lines, at some stage you will find yourself needing to change.

Today, setting out to Eduardo Molina I had to change twice.  Isabel La Catolica to Candelaria.  Check.  Candelaria to Consulado.  Easy enough.  But there I was rolling up the red line absorbed in Vonnegut’s ‘Cat’s Cradle’, I got to Candelaria, looked up to see the sign, thought of offal being tossed around and bloody communist maps for a moment and  went back to reading.  It didn’t occur to me, absolutely not whatsoever, in the slightest, that I needed to get off.


After a backtrack from Bondojito I made my change and finally got to Eduardo Molina.

More sneakers hanging.

An urban barnyard.

A limo waits.

A cat peers out.

Floriculture indeed.

One man’s junk truck is another geezer’s lorry of treasure.

Get in quick, pre-sale of crypts!

Residential sculptures adorn.

Recreation of station.

An extra in Mexican films (so she told me) graduates to the big time (ha).

And since when did real shoes feature in bus stop advertisments?

Al fin de la última entrada escribí que volvería mañana (ayer) por Mexico City Metro Project 101.  Un día atrasado.


Afortundamente soy el jefe (unica persona) del proyecto y hago mis propias reglas.

Sin embargo, no falté con mi tendencia a vagar, haciendo una caminata larga por Xochimilco (metro project extraterritorialidad).

Bueno, hoy.  Probablemente pensarías que después de visitar a 100 estaciones que sabría cómo transbordar con éxito.  Y sí sé.  Bueno, normalmente.  Si realmente estuviera dando un curso de Mexico City Metro 101 ‘cómo transbordar’ sería un aspecto básico.  Hay 11 lineas, en algún momento tendrás cambiarte.

Hoy, yendo con rumbo a Eduardo Molina tuve que transbordar dos veces.  Isabel La Catolica a Candelaria.  Check.  Candelaria a Consulado.  Fácil. Ahí estaba con rumbo por la linea roja, absorto en ‘Cat’s Cradle’ de Vonnegut, llegué a Consulado, miré al letrero, pensé por un momento en tripas volando por el aire y mapas comunistas sanguíneos y continué con mi lectura.  Ni me occurió, absolutamente nada, ni un poco que me tenía que bajar.


Me dí la vuelta en Bondojito, hice el transbordo y por fin llegué a Eduardo Molina.

Más zapatos de tenís colgados.

Un corral urbano.

Una limusina espera.

Un gato mira al mundo de afuera.

Floricultura, claro que sí.

La basura de uno es el tesoro de otro.

Rápido! Preventa de criptas!

Esculturas residenciales se adornan.

Recreación de estación.

Una extra de peliculas mexicanas. (así me dijo) llega a la liga grande (ja).

¿Y desde cuado aparecían los zapatos verdaderos en los anuncios de paraderos de bus?

4 thoughts on “Station / Estación # 101: Eduardo Molina”

  1. Nice photos!! I’m sure there are soo many interesting sites to visit beyond the metro boundaries, so don’t beat yourself up too much about it!!! As long as you keep “us readers” part of it!!
    Great work and congratulations on getting to 101!

    1. You’re right! As good as the metro is it obviously doesn’t take you everywhere around this mammoth city. Taking a day off here and there to explore beyond the realms of the project is always worth it. Thanks for the comment Jaelish!

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