Sheraton Suites Santa Fe Mexico City

... around and the lights would stretch on to infinity the other direction as well.
After the view we drank beer and the free tequila the bar staff at the hostel insisted they poor down our throat. If the hostel wasn’t almost empty it would have been a very fun bar.

Thursday, 19 August, Day 208

Mexico City, Mexico

I met a bloke named David, he seemed like a genuinely good guy so we became travel buddies. David and I got up ...

Today I went on a tour to the north out of Mexico City to some Aztec and Teotihuacan ruins. The Aztecs where here from the 14th century until the Spanish came and beat the **** out of them, knocked down all their buildings and used the stones to build Spanish buildings. Mexico city is on the exact site of the main Aztec city, they found the remains of it when they were digging for the underground a few decades ago. Since the Spaniards had pulled ...

... Metro it was like being in a different world. This area of Mexico City is your high class area with massive lush parks, streets that would look at home in Paris, business people bustling around in suits, restuarants and high class boutique shops. Having seen such a wide gulf in the standards of the poor class, the middle class and the high class, Im extremely glad to be staying where we are. All these gringo tourists we have seen walking around in the tourist zones have ...

... out how to take the metro to the airport, where we waited around for a little bit for Holland to come in. I knew I'd like her from the first text message I received from her, stating, "the eagle has landed." (note: AT forgot his phone, so I was the contact point for the whole trip. also note: I had to send Dad a text message every night to let him know I was in safe at the guest house, but I usually got a text from him first asking if I was doing ok.) After we rendezvoused with Holland ...

I got in to D.F. (Distrito Federal), as people call Mexico City. Aside from long waits the trip here was uneventful. I am in a familiar part of the city called the Historic District and my hostel is across the street from the Zocalo, the main square in Mexico City. Topped off the first evening here with a pair of street tacos and a beer before hitting the sack. This I was woken up ...

... of the major sights on the way to the hostel. But just as I was asking this, the driver drew up to one side of the lane and indicated for us to get out of the car. It was then that we looked at the building behind the street trader, and saw that this was where we were to stay for the next two nights at least! The noise was overwhelming, as were the crowds of people milling around everywhere. Luckily, as soon as the heavy door closed behind us in the reception area of ...

Hi everyone, I can not believe I have eaten pigs skin (on more than one occasion) without realising what it was. It tasted like crisps so obviously it is thin pieces of skin deep fried. I did enjoy it at the time (ha!) but never again as the thought of eating someones skin makes me feel ill! gross! As I have said before the Mexicans eat lots of meat. Every morning when I walk to work I have to pass this stool which cooks tacos on the side of ...

... Seems they are the equivalent of peanuts out here!!! And that was our tour done...we had the rest of the day to ourselves... Decided to be brave and go and find food....now finding food was easy....being able to order it...or work out what the hell it was...was another matter! We found a westernish looking place...which had an english menu. Took the plunge and went in. Managed to get ourselves a table...always a good start and get too coca colas. The we tried to order food ...

... ask regarding his tio/tia. I made sure to eat past the point of feeling full. As I ate the stew, Huitzilopotchli`s father teased me that it was hot, hot, hot. By the end, my lips were on fire. I gulped my drink and then reached for Huitzilopotchli`s out of desperation. As I reached Huitzilopotchli`s cousin, clad in a pastel colored shirt opened to his navel and seated across from us, gave me an inquisitive glance. I noticed the glance and made a note to ask about it later. And ask ...

... on top of Aztec pyramids--some of these buildings are shockingly and obviously crooked to the casual observer, yet are still in use). As a bonus, our hotel was really cheap--180 pesos per night. Most of the hostels in Mexico City charge 300 or more for a double room. Our room was small and narrow, but with high ceilings, a good bathroom, and scorching hot water. It had elaborate, old, and scuffed up furniture and really old crazy carpet. It was a bit worn, but ...