- Mexico City
Me 'n' mi buddy Tom.
Tom had love bites on his neck (don't know how they got there). I caught him, mirror in hand, trying to cover them up with women's foundation cream so that it wouldn't make a bad impression with the other girls.
These guys dress up in a brown uniform and turn the handle of this box that must have been salvaged from the carnival days of the 1920's. It's one of those antiquated things that blows air through pipes of varying sizes to make (crapy, boring) music. They stand there, pumping out these sounds while holding out their hand for money. I think people gave them money just to go somewhere else. These confounded men had an annoying habit of doing it right below my hotel window - which was of course so old that it had no sound deadening qualities left, not to mention the fact that it didn't close properly.
My friend Sergio and I visited his mum's house. She fills this container with honey, which the local hummingbirds come to collect.
Hummingbirds' wings beat 60-100 times per minute. Here's a close up.
Brenda and I at her house.
My second or so set of adopted parents. Carlos (Charlie) and Lilia (Lily) are Brenda's mum and dad.
Charlie and Lilia by themselves.
Just before Charlie drove me to the bus station.
Each side of this street is lined with small stalls every day, taking up more than half of its width. The traffic through here is often slower than walking pace. Even so, it seems that Mexican people don't like to walk longer than 5 minutes, so they prefer to take the bus just to go 5 blocks. Just about all taxis are Volks Wagons, and are green or yellow in colour, like the one at the end of the line.
My friend Concepcion and I standing in front of the Bellas Artes (house of fine arts).
Brenda, Patty, Maya and myself inside the Bellas Artes.
This is a lifesize statue of an Eagle Warrior made of clay, found inside a pyramid temple at the Templo Mayor ruins sight in the heart of what is now Mexico City.
A group of indigenous people come to display their traditional style of dancing at the Zócalo, near Templo Mayor.
According to an old Aztec indian legend, one would find their permanent home at the spot where they saw an eagle standing on a cactus and holding a serpent in its beak.
This image has been adopted as the national emblem of Mexico since 1823, the year that Mexico became a republic.
Guadalupe, just outside Mexico City. In the background is Nuestra Señora Virgin de Guadalupe (Our Lady The Virgin Of Guadalupe), with disciples in front, looking up to her.
Night-time view of Mexico City from the Torre Latino-Americano.