With not enough sleep and a huge Mexican breakfast with eggs, we are on our way to Teotihuacan by Metro and bus.
I'm sure knowing a bit of the language helps, but the Metro here is by far the easiest to understand compared to any other city that I have been to (even Tokyo, which I know pretty well). Such easiness shows thoughtfulness to me. When a foreigner can come in and understand where they are, know which train to take, and get off at their desired destination without hesitation nor having to ask around, it is a thoughtful place.
With no problems or delays (here all buses depart and arrive on time), we arrive at Teotihuacan.
Although the history of the place more interesting to me than the ruin itself, it is nonetheless a grand site.
On top of the Moon Temple, where the view of the Sun Temple marvelous, Dad starts tearing up. Although I ain't such a huge fan of ruins, this trip has been already worth it for me.
At night, I meet up with Nahoko (introduced by my brother-in-law via Facebook) and her boyfriend Victor, in the lively Coyoacan area.
Nahoko plays taiko in Mexico City and we enjoy listening to our past along with what hopes we have for the future. Communication was done with a weird combination of 3 languages, English, Japanese, and Spanish...mostly Japanese. Sorry Victor. This was a first for me.
The two treat my beers, finger food, and even pay for my taxi ride back with their trusted driver. We make promises to meet again in LA next summer. Gracias Nahoko y Victor :)
I love Mexico so far.
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