The other morning, I opened our hotel room window and peeked out to find a huge expanse of mountains bordering the city. That's the only time that we've seen those mountains. Flying in, we could see the smog, and - of course - we knew about the pollution before even arriving. Something about the higher altitude and the smog, though, keeps you acutely aware of its presence. We're finding that mexico City is full of contradictions. For a huge metropolis, it's quite beautiful. On the other hand, you have the smog. There are myriad parks and green spaces, but you have to stealthily navigate aggressive motorists to enjoy any of it. The people are largely welcoming and friendly, but we are learning that you need to be ultra-aware of your surroundings at all times.
Perhaps most telling of all, is that this city smells largely like 1) sewage and 2) tortillas. How's that for a contradiction.
We're having a good time. There's a lot to uncover here, for sure. Today, we switch up hotels in an attempt to have another mini-experience within the larger experience that is Mexico City.