Yay! Mexico City! As with most of my time in Mexico, I was pleasantly surprised by Mexico City. It was nothing like I had imagined - which was something slightly similar to that of the movie Man on Fire with Denzel Washington - and truth be told, I'm glad. I hate arriving in a new place already knowing what's ahead of me. How boring is that?! I want challenges. I want to be awed.
I have always made fun of open top tourist buses (and I know I'm not alone). Like how cheesy and touristy can you get?! There is no way I am ever taking one of those tour buses around a city, wielding a camera, and gawking at everything around me like it's my first time out of my home country.
One of the first things I did when I arrived in Mexico City was to visit the Frida Kahlo museum. Not because I was DYING to go, but because I had slipped and fallen on a wet marble floor in Morelia the day before and my ankle was still quite tender, which meant that my plans to wander around the city would have to wait. Thankfully I have six days in the city, so there is plenty of time to explore.