26.05.2008 - 26.05.2008 31 °C
I caught a cab (my strategy: if he just let a couple women out at their destination, then he's not the robbing type) to the Zócalo to wander around the historical center of Mexico City today.
It's crowded, it's congested, it's gigantic, it's overwhelming, and more. The municipal cathedral is a huge, gaudy, baroque masterpiece, and it's sinking under its own weight into the drained lakebed that is Mexico City. You can't use flash inside, so my photo is blurry, but you can still see how the chandeliers (hanging straight down) are at an angle against the rest of the church:
The Templo Mayor -- the Aztec temple out of whose stones the church was built -- was closed. There was no sign explaining why, maybe just because it's Monday?
Nearby is the Casa de los Azulejos, or House of Blue Tiles. Built at the end of the 16th century, allegedly by a son tired of his father telling him he'd never amount to anything by saying "you'll never build a tile house," it's now a Sanborn's. Kind of pretty:
Honestly, I was pretty happy to catch my cab back home.