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... us in town for the correct fare - what a nice lady! We checked into Mexico City Hostel and I managed to stay awake for a couple of hours to Skype mum and chat to Tom H to see what was possible for potential trip extensions. By midday I was exhausted and went to join Ali in the room for a nap. We slept for a while and then headed out for a wander in town, and decided we really like Mexico City. For the most polluted city in ...
... All from scratch.
We have done alot of road Thanksgivings, including many at Milesburn Cabin on the Appalachian Trail. We even cooked Thankgiving in Japan with Dan Berman with the Americn Embassy commissary store providing the venue and fixings, respectively. But this year in Rosarito was a total success, all the fixings and all the football games. Even a Temptation Ale from Russian River Brewing. Could not be ...
... I purchased bubble wrap, a box and sticky tape. After breakfast be packed all our things we needed to post into the envelope and box and walked up to the post office. We had a bit of confusion at the post office, we got sent to 3 different lines, then we had to buy paper to wrap around our box, we needed a return address even though the last 2 packages we mailed didn't need one. It took an hour in the post office before we ...
... and Frida Rivera's house in San Angel. Actually its two houses, a white one for Diego and a blue one for Frida connected by a bridge on the top floor. Why are great artists always so strange? They lived separately and maybe their marriage sucked at that time so they had to build two separate quarters. The white house had a lot of Diego's stuff including paintings, paper mashe sculptures, some of his bought collection of Mexican art as well as furniture in his studio and bedroom. ...
... been told about Mexico. I backed up against the wall and evaluated my surroundings. Lots of cars picking up passengers. A police officer telling one standing car to move on. All very innocuous. Wait, was that guy sitting over there glaring at me?
My driver pulled up in a white van and I put aside fears of kidnapping and got in. We made some basic conversation while he drove... like a freaking maniac.
Just like everyone else.