Day 5. We headed out of Mexico City for a tour of Pyramids of Teotihuacan about an hour away. The names of Aztec towns are designed to be unpronouncable, particularly after a skinful of Tequila or Mezcal, so a good trick is to break it down into little English snippets. For example, Teotihuacan … Toyota-Hair-Can!
We arrived very early at the pyramids and for some mystical or biological reason immediately needed to go to the loo. Unfortunately the toilets weren’t open yet however we were surrounded by a field of cacti and were tempted to (carefully) use them instead. It was then that Willi, from Belgium, mentioned that “Cactus” means “To Crap Between” in Flemish. It’s always always a pleasure to learn new words in any language.
Breakfast was from a trolly serving Tamal (savoury polenta) and thick hot chocolate, or more descriptively, hot thick chocolate. We then spent the morning touring the pyramids and hearing of ancient calendars and voluntary human sacrifices.
Teotihuacan
After a lunch of tacos followed by a sticky squishy sweet tamarind coated in a dusting of hot chilli powder, we caught the bus to Pueblo. Everyone was patted down before getting on the bus. The backpacks were also patted but not opened. Mexicans have a sixth sense and can “see” inside a bag by placing a hand on the outside. Safe “The Bandito” was singled out and patted down once more by a friendly Mexican. Perhaps that wasn’t such a surprise.
By the way, Happy Birthday Khalid!
Greetings from Massachusetts. Some great photos and interesting stories. We’ll be following you from the frozen tundra of the Northeast USA
Sounds like the foods interesting and architecture homely!