Coworking In Mexico City

I’ve made the coworking rounds.

I first started working out of my house like any other digital worker. Waking up, feeling proud that you have the luxury of working in your pajama pants in bed until noon. At noon, you upgrade to workout pants and head to your sofa. This lasted a good seven days before I realized I gained 3 kilos and hadn’t talked to another human being.

:::Enter coworking space:::

I actually only discovered the coworking space concept in Chicago 2014. There was A TON. But once I found a good one, I was in love. You’re surrounded by PEOPLE, dogs even! There’s even tequila tasting events on the rooftop on Friday nights.

But I’m not talking about Chicago. I’m talking about Mexico.

When I moved to Mexico City, I started working from home, again. I didn’t want to go into a coworking space and humiliate myself with my bad Spanish.

Flash forward to one year later. My Spanish is GOOD! I look into coworking spaces. They are just as expensive as coworking spaces in Chicago, wtf!

I start working from cafes. This is a step up. I don’t have access to a refrigerador full of food. I can talk to the bartistas and obvious freelancers.

I have an idea to start a coworking group, not a space, but a group. I start it with my good friend Denver. We create the company while he’s crashing at our house because his house is full of gas leeks after the major earthquake. The idea is for people to work together from different cafes around Mexico City. We’ll be able to network with our group, have “coworkers,” all while checking out the best cafes in the city. We brainstorm and decide on a name. Denver creates the logo. I design the website. By the next morning, a company is born.

Over the following six months, we realize we don’t have the time to get this thing going. He’s traveling the world, and I’m swamped with my company.

I look again into coworking spaces. I find WeWork on Insurgentes 601 in Napoles. I can buy a hot desk membership for 3,000MXN pesos and it’s only a 10 minute walk from my place. I’m in.

I try to find my place. I drink the free coffee, the free beer, go to their ping pong tournaments, but never really find the sense of community I’m looking for.

Six months later I cancel. On the cancellation page they offer me 50% off my membership. WTF!

But then I found something I could get into… something I’ve never even thought of myself! It’s called Coffice, and it’s a coworking cafe. You can pay for the hour, for 3 hours, or for the entire day, while getting free coffee, tea, and discounts on food.

I decide to ask the owner if I can host a coworking and happy hour event. She says yes. WALLAH, it’s a success! A coworking community is born right in Roma Norte.

However, in two short months (April 2019), I am moving to Puerto Vallarta. Once again, I will need to create a sense of community with fellow remote workers and digital nomads. Let’s hope there’s as big a community there as there is in Mexico City!

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