It's 5:30am at home in the place where I can see old growth redwoods from my bedroom window, and I am wide awake and giddy about our trip into the very heart of Mexico City.
When I descend the stairs from my room here at The Red Tree House, I will be serenaded by a chorus of songbirds and treated to a delicious breakfast specialty. What will today be if I've already been served chilaquiles and huevos rancheros?? I will eat a bowl full of fresh papaya sprinkled with lime juice, while the smells that come from the open kitchen tease me. I might decide to have a churro.
While we are having our breakfast, one of the wonderful men who spoil us will stop by our patio table, call us by name, and ask us all about the day we have planned for ourselves. They will offer us advice about the best things to see or do and may stop to chat a little bit about other things too. They all wear perfectly round framed glasses and switch effortlessly between English and Spanish so that every guest feels comfortable.
Today we are going to see the Catedral Metropolitana, the Palacio Nacional, and the Zocalo! I hope my legs hold out!Our very cordial and respectful driver, Sergio, will also get up early, but he will wash the car before he comes to pick us up at 9:30 and wisk us away. We have an agreement that I practice my Spanish with him and he practices his English with us, but I end up getting more practice than he does.
I'm still having trouble uploading photos to the blog, but I have put them all in a public Facebook album that can be found here.
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