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March 17, 2007
R&R
The Angel of Independence, public domain photo by Eric Shalov
We finally made it to Mexico City. We made it in pretty early, after about three hours of sleep, and after checking in, we went straight to the delicious Kohinoor in Santa Fé. ["tourist" cab from hotel to restaurant: MXN $250] After getting so little sleep, having dealt with airports and taxis, then topping it off with a huge meal, we were crashing hard.
A double espresso at Starbucks didn't help to get me going. I could have dozed off for a while in the cushy chairs there for a few hours, but instead we came back to nap at the hotel. [cab hailed on street from restaurant to hotel MXN $70] At 9 pm, I got up and ironed my clothes in case we want to go out for a Saturday night on the town. We had planned to go visit Papa Beto Jazz Bistro but I think that may not happen; Shawn's comfortably snug in bed and shows no signs of resurrection for the evening. I've been jonesing for jazz a lot lately, but if we don't get to go, it won't be a big deal. It will leave us something fun to do next time.
Instead I may end up just ordering room service and enjoying our front-row seat at the Angel of Independence.
Posted by crispy at March 17, 2007 09:08 PM
Comments
That royally sucks, you had commented to me earlier about how much you wanted to rouge your knees and wear your stockings down.
Posted by: Jon at March 19, 2007 05:01 PM