We arrived safely in Mexico City Wednesday night. Thursday was a whirlwind tour of the Basilica of the Virgin of Guadalupe, the Zocalo (the city's main square), a rooftop lunch with a great view, the Catedral and the Museo Arte Popular. By then, the altitude caught up with us. Our legs felt like lead, our heads were fuzzy and we were whooped.
Molly in the lobby at the Gran Hotel.
Me at the rooftop cafe overlooking the Zocalo and the Catedral.