Camino Real Pedregal Mexico Mexico City

... had left town about the same time as the Aztecs. As I started (slowly) climbing I could hear the woman behind me hyperventilating. I hoped she had brought her own defibrillator. When we got to the top of the steps, there was a short scramble over some stones to the top of the pyramid. Hyperventilator commented that they should have built a ramp. Yeah, slacker Aztecs, what were you thinking?! It was then that I noticed she was wearing massive bell bottoms which looked like they ...

... folks with carts standing in the middle of the four-lane highway), power plants, and factories, to Teotihuacan. Teotihuacan is the site of an ancient city, so old that the Aztecs discovered it already abandoned when they moved into the Mexico valley and founded Tenochtitlan on the site that is now Mexico City. Teotihuacan is still very much a mystery to archeologists, and new digs are uncovering deeper, buried remnants of even older cities below the ...

... vestiti in modo macabro tipo Halloween, i bambini ci provano con "dolcetto o scherzetto", ci sono venditori di cibarie in ogni dove.<br>Ho visto una mostra interessante sulla storia dell'inquisizione, allestita all'interno del vero palazzo che fu dell'inquisizione, attuale facoltà di medicina-radiodiagnostica. Anche se in spagnolo ho compreso quasi tutta la narrazione dell'audioguida; la chiesa ce l'ha sempre avuta la mania del controllo e dell'annichilimento del pensiero ...

... and total crowd pleasers. There was one guy with them who, honest to God, didn´t have a spine. He was so bendy and an amazing dancer. I could have sat and watched them all day. There were a bunch of jugglers and 'festival type' heads to the right of them and I couldn´t help but think of L and how much he would have fitted in. I imagined him on his unicycle, juggling whatever .............. <br><br>The city route got us back to the link ...

... i am not saying that it is right but that is just the reality. What i can say, is that i am glad that they we were there to experience the city at this time as it gave us a rare chance to see DF a little emptier and perhaps a little bit more vulnerable but overall the chance to be a part of it as we were all in the same boat. What is for sure as well as we where leaving we were already making plans to come back for what i am sure will be a destination that we will keep coming back to in the future. <br>

... fending off about 50 people wanting to carry our bags for us, we bought a pre-paid taxi ticket and caught a ride into the "centro". Suddenly we were hooning down narrow streets packed with people and markets, and, of course, everything was in Spanish. We got dropped off at a Hostal in the Main Square, the Zocalo, behind a massive Cathedral. The lad at the counter spoke English fairly well and organised us a room. At this hostal, there was a cafe/bar on the bottom ...

... it weather okay whether we wanted to or not. Finally after our wet tour we headed into Livingstone where we were told we had just two hours. The rain stopped, the sun came out followed by the next set of rain clouds. We grabbed a quick lunch and then did the shops. Then all too soon, hum, it was time to go back. We were still wet even though we had tried to stay in the sun to dry out. Somehow the rain held off until we just put our feet back on the ground in the ...

... the Zona Rosa. We felt right at home sitting in the traffic jams downtown. There are enough museums and art galleries to fill a month here and we spent two full days just visiting the huge Museum of Anthropology and the Museum of National Art. We loved the early 20th century works by artists such as Velasco and Tamayo.

... around the streets of the near the Zocalo. Visiting museums, Galleries and a Tower for the usual "city from a height" photos. The city feels less bewildering today with a bit of sleep in the bank. The weather is sunny but not too hot. The city is full of people. Most I suspect have come to try the ice rink. The Queues are huge. They all appear quite happy to spend most of their afternoon standing in a huge conga line.

... take a photo but we ended up with a video, hmmm, pervert. After Duncan got us lost a couple of times and I spotted a few rats along the back streets, we climbed up to the highest viewpoint in the city and had a breather while the sun set over the city. The next day we had to go back to Mexico City to fly to the States. It was very sad to leave little Irapuato, Duncs and Nayeli and it felt very strange that our travels around Latin America had come to an end. We weren't ready for western civilisation!