Mexico City

Today I went to visit the Aztec Pyramids which is about 40km outside the City in a place called Teotihuacán this name was given by the Aztec centuries after the fall of the city, and is translated as "the place where men became gods". It's about a 1 hr bus ride to the ruins which meant negotiating the Mexican bus terminal, not an easy task. There are loads of different bus companies servicing the different routes. After 20 mins of wandering up and down the desks I finally managed to find the right one.

On the bus journey we stopped several times to allow locals on selling various eats and drinks along with a guy who got on with a guitar, he then played and sang to everyone for a while then collected money and got off again.

Upon arrival you can't but be impressed. This site is home to what was the largest city in the Americas. It is made up of large avenue, called "Avenue of the Dead", which is about 2 miles long. At one end is the Pyramid of the Moon. To the side is the Pyramid of the Sun (second largest in the New World) and along the Avenue are many smaller platforms. The larger of the two Pyramids the Pyramid of the Sun was constructed around 100 A.D. which makes the place even more impressive to think that these massive structures were built basically by hand so long ago.

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That evening I met up with some of Tara's friends consisting of some expats, some Aussies and some Mexicans. After some dinner at a local restaurant we went to a Salsa bar which was really entertaining, these Mexicans can move! They had a live Salsa band playing and the place had a real mix of young and old. We were only in there 5 mins and the girls were being dragged onto the dance floor by the many Mexican dudes, like flies round the proverbial turd, I was happy to watch and take in the atmosphere. Though I later danced a little jig with one of the girls who used to teach Salsa. I had a good chat with Franco one of the Mexicans even though he kept apologising for his English, I kept telling him it was really good, much better than my Spanish which is non-existent. He kept asking me what all the bad English swear words were although he seemed to know most of them already!