On the way to Mexico City

Thursday morning, January 27^th, was the beginning of an important day with Sofie, my Danish friend, arriving to Mexico! But first I had some hours to spend in Querétaro, before taking the bus to Mexico City Airport. So I agreed with the hostel-guy to leave my backpack there to pick it up later, and then went out to find the famous Aqueduct of Querétaro. It was a bit of a walk and I wasn’t sure about the way, but the moment I started wondering how that huge thing could be hiding, I realised that I was standing right in front of it, but from the end, so I could only see the first column. :) Very impressive structure.

On the way back I passed again a hairdresser, I had noticed on the way out. I needed a haircut, as my hair was getting too long and impractical for travelling. I wondered why I didn’t just go in without so much consideration, and I realised that it was not so much because of worries for a bad result of the haircut, but for the challenge in communicating. Obviously the second I came to that conclusion, I had one foot inside the shop… ;) And even though there was practically no verbal communication between the hairdresser and me, the result was nice and much more comfortable than what I came in with! So another challenge faced and survived!

Bought some Chinese food on the way back (yeah, sorry to admit it, but I felt like something else than Mexican. It was a bad choice, of course!), and sat in the hostel for a little while, before heading off to the bus station. Getting into the drill I knew just how to get my ticket, find the bus, load my backpack, and get some refreshments before boarding the bus. The trip was 3 hours, and not too comfortable, because the seat somehow did not fit my back. 


Anyway, I arrived in the airport, found my way to the right arrivals-area, and stood waiting for Sofie for around an hour. In the meantime Emmanuel arrived, another Mexican from the Russia-trip, and our personal guide and driver in Mexico City! :D He took us to our hotel, gave us directions, and left us with an agreement to meet the next evening. We spent a little time unpacking and catching up – so incredible to spend time with another Dane again! ;) For a very late dinner we went down to the restaurant café and got a bowl of Aztec soup (/tortilla soup) each. Impressive of how Sofie managed to stay awake despite 17 hours of travel and heavy jetlag, we went to bed around midnight.