hands, I furiously graded a stack of papers and put
myself on a plane to Mexico City. I had heard much
about it... And I was underwhelmed. I don't know
exactly what I was expecting, but whatever it was, it
didn't materialize. Of course "DF" (District Federal, as
the capital is known) is a sprawling mass. But as with
other megalopolises, I expected to find the "cool"
neighborhoods, buildings, museums, and monuments
and be amazed. It was not to be, and it didn't help that
the guide book I had sucked.
Despite my lack of success, I held out hope, and while I
never did find that "cool" neighborhood, I had a lot of fun
taking pictures of people. It was Easter break, after all.
Everyone was out and about, particularly on the roads
out of town (the traffic!), or seemingly following me to
Teotihuacan, the pyramids north of the city.
Nothing like a little shopping at the pyramids, eh?
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