Pinatas and Patiserias

... I sped back to my hotel last night in the back of a VW taxi (looking exactly like my `68 Beetle I had in the US - except this one didn't have a front passenger seat), Mariachi music ringing in my ears full of tequila blanco and cochinita pibil ... viva la Mexico!! ..
Mexico City is enormous, 8 million people all driving huge SUVs or VW bugs ... in a chaotic frenzy. Exploring downtown and the Zocolo yesterday (3rd biggest plaza in the world - now currently housing an enormous ice skating rink - a novelty that has Mexicans lining up for 2 hours), I noted that I was a head taller and good deal blonder than the general populace - who were really friendly and chatty - though I suspect they were saying - "God Juan, look at that pale, blonde giant, quick get the children out of her way .."
Staying in a much more salubrious neighbourhood than my last trip (paved roads and no packs of wild dogs this time), many of the streets look like Buenos Aires, clean, full of Fifth Avenue shops and uniformed, heavily armed police lounging around toting weaponry that could overthrow governments.
Also like BA, there are thousands of mouthwatering bakeries and street carts toting fried, sugared and creamed delicacies (but this time I packed all loose clothing ..) and I stumbled onto the largest pinata in my whole life!
I treated my inner geek to a second visit to the National Anthropology museum (Anztec human sacrifice and snake worshipers - what's not to love?) and had sopaipillas for lunch (little fried chicken filled pastries) - I thought I had ordered quesidillas, so obviously my Spanish is going to be REALLY helpful this trip..