Welcome to my page of the city of Cuernavaca, Morelos Mexico.
This is where I grew up during my childhood. We own a house in
CIVAC, the industrial city of the valley of Cuernavaca. It's a city
that knows how to party. I came here for spring break and I kicked
it cool with a homie. We drank 65-cent coronas and smoked some
fucking mexican dank and just chilled. So peep the pictures.


My grandma's house (RIP).



Me and Gerardo at our crib.



Me inside my home.



My mom and Gerardo upstairs in the house.



My aunt, my mom, my brother and me.



Another picture for the memory!



Paco, Gerardo and me.



Paco, a homie.



Gerardo by the canal.



Gerardo climbing up a tree I used
to play in 13 years ago man.



The park of CIVAC.



The school Tepoztecatl where
I attended elementary school.



The b-ball courts where my dad
used to play basketball.



Another basketball court near my crib.



The walkway.



The pieces in the walls lining up
the canal going towards Los Robles.



The mountains overlooking Cuautla and
the dangerous canyon of wolves.



The Tepozteco



 So now you have seen it, the city where I grew up in and where I have
a crib. Here, truly, it is the city of eternal spring. All the heinas here have
beautiful golden tans and, well, you get the point. Ajua!!!