Mexico City is not nealy as scary as I had imagined. I love the architecture and there are great green spaces and plenty of trees along the streets. But don´t get me wrong, I still prefer a much smaller town. They have great public art works and even really cool benches, each one along Reforma is different. Went to the Anotropology Museum today to get my nerd fill. It was a great musuem.The big park in the city is wonderful, much better than Central Park in NYC.
Can I say again that the buildings are beautiful here. The old, in the case of the ruins near my hostal and the main square (third largest main city square in the world, very old, and then even the more recent skyscrapers are generally artistic and not just plain hulks of buildings. I wish I had more time here and someone to explore the city with, but I´ll just have to come back someday.
Last night I spent much more on a baile folklorico show at Bellas Artes than I spent on two nights at the hostel. Big Mexico purchase, but very entertaining. It was $40 for pretty much the worst seat in the house. The stained glass ceiling in the theater was glorious. There were over 50 dancers and a full mariachi band on stage.
And saying goodbye to San Miguel de Allende was sad. I cried when I hugged Benito for the last time. Then I snuck onto an earlier bus in the morning so I wouldn´t have to go through a second goodbye when he dropped me off at the bus station. I called him when I was already on the earlier bus, bad I know. I was leaving and I just wanted to get it over with. Oh no, typing this I am tearing up in the Internet Cafe. Testing my detachment skills.
Tomorrow morning I get up at 4 am to catch a flight and then spend over 25 hours in airports and planes. I plan to sleep in the food court in the Lima airport and then I meet up with Lauren, Liz and Julie in Cuzco later Saturday morning. I am so phyched and also nervious that I will get big blisters from my Mexi boots.
