Our day in Mexico City was packed (since we only had 8 hours before our flight to Costa Rica). We headed to the Zolaco, a plaza with political buildings of import and a vibrant market place on Sunday including indigenous dancers replete with feathers. It was very sunny and the open square provided little shade so we walked toward the metro en route to the highly recommended Mueso de Anthropologia. We found the metro system easy to navigate in part because each stop has a signifying picture (ex. “constitution”stop has a quill and legal looking document, “desportes” has a soccer ball) and the lines are all bright colors. We were the only gringos using the metro and in most places we traversed. Along the way we had an awesome juice (James still calls them sucos) made with with a combination de frutas and then set off to the Museo. The walk from the metro to the the museo (not just across the street as we were told) was beautiful, with parks and zoos and sculptures and cotton candy on either side. The museo was certainly as impressive as promised and beautifully laid out. Split into regions, it detailed the indigenous peoples and history of pre-columbian Mexico. We ate an over priced but much needed lunch at the museo’s cafe. We found out that HSBC was the only international ATM we could use and when one could not be located, we traded $20 for 220 pesos with a hot-dog vender. Another note on street food: we saw lots of people holding what looked to be an edible plate (it looked like bark or a thin dough with spices cooked until crispy) with a pizza like assortment of toppings, something tomato, something green and cheese sprinkled on top. Next time we will have to try it!

We really liked Mexico City, especially after San Antonio: it’s filled with people, and shops, and culture. We like not speaking the language too.