5 de Mayo 1862 la batalla de Puebla took place. The historical fact is remembered as one of the most important victories over one of the best armies of the time.

The Ahuehuehuete name that comes from the Nahuatl word ahuehuetl (atl-water and huehue-old) so it can be translated as: OLD OF THE WATER

Dia de los muertos, Discover the real meaning of this colorful celebration, nothing to do with Halloween, all over the world people confuses this traditions, we respect our beloved ones and we remember them this days!

Many years ago Mexican families were very large, Don Luis was the co-inventor in 1951 of the contraceptive pill, the most important Mexican contribution to science world of the 20th century.

Mexico, 1953
Mr. My Don Diego:

I write this from a hospital room and in the anteroom of the operating room.
They try to hurry me up but I am determined to finish this letter, I don't want to leave anything unfinished and even less so now that I know what they are planning, they want to hurt my pride by cutting off my leg...
When they told me that they would have to amputate my leg, it didn't affect me like everyone else they believed, NO, I was already an incomplete woman when I lost you again, perhaps for the umpteenth time and still survived.
I am not terrified of pain and you know it, it is almost an immanent condition of my being, although I do confess that I suffered, and I suffered a lot, the time, all the times that you cheated on me... not only with my sister but with so many other women...
How did they fall into your entanglements? You think I got pissed off because of Cristina but today I have to confess that it wasn't because of her, it was because of you and me, first because I've never been able to understand what were you looking for, what are you looking for, what do they give you and what did they give you that I did not give you? let's not pretend being assholes Diego, I gave you everything humanly possible and we know it, now well, how the hell do you do to get so many women if you're so ugly son of a bitch...
Well, the reason for this letter is not to reproach you more than we have already reproached ourselves in this one and who knows how many more fucking lives, it's just that they're going to cut off my leg (the damned thing finally got away with it)...
I told you that I was already incomplete for a long time, but what the fucking need for people to know? And now you see, my fragmentation will be visible to everyone, to you... That's why before they gossip, I'll tell you "personally", excuse me for not stopping at your house to tell you face to face but in these instances and conditions have not allowed me to leave the room or to go to the bathroom.
I don't mean to pity you, you or anyone else, I don't want you to feel guilty about anything either, I'm writing to tell you that I'm freeing you from me, come on, I "amputate" you from me, be happy and never look for me. I don't want to hear from you again or for you to hear from me, if I want to have the pleasure of anything before I die, it's never to see your horrible bastard face hanging around my garden again.
That's all, now I can go to be chopped peacefully.
Who loves you with vehement madness says goodbye, your Frida.