It’s best to read about my trip in order so you don’t miss part of the “story”. If you haven’t read the previous posts, go to the sidebar on the right and in the archive section, start at Day 1 in April of 2011.
Ah. Day 4. Our busiest day! This one will be mostly pictures. Since the wedding was yesterday, and our host and hostess slept at the mother of our host (keeping up?)we knew it would be a big day, so we had cereal and fresh fruit for breakfast.
Our first stop was a beautiful neighborhood of Mexico City, San ngel. This is actually a link that will tell you more about the area.
There were actually a few American chains that I saw. Kinda bummed me out. When I’m visiting another area, I like to forget all about where I’m from and just want to see local sights/restaurants. I also saw a McDonald’s, Burger King, and KFC. They actually have delivery men for KFCthat deliver on bicycles! The bikes havehugebaskets which is really a box with the KFC logo on each side. I wanted to take a picture – it was pretty cool – but my brother wouldn’t drive around the block. We even ordered pizza from Pizza Hut our last night.
They were making___ (I’ll fill in later) on the sidewalk and our host just had tostop to buy one. He let us sample it. Mmmmmm. Got a little kick to it though! The other people were also buying them.
We stopped at Templo de San Jacinto. When we first walked onto the property, we saw these nuns selling items to raise money for charity.
What did I have to do? Go to the bathroom. Now, at the pyramids I paid a woman in the bathroom for folding a paper towel and handing it to me after I washed my hands, but this bathroom you actually had to pay to use.
There was a man inside the gate handing out folded paper towels and folded strips of toilet paper.
My sister-in-law couldn’t pass up this lady making ______ (will fill in later) with green corn meal.
Mexico City is very dog friendly. These two guys were sitting at a restaurantewith their dog. The owner took the time from his meal to stand up and stood beside me to get the dog to look. He even had the dog stand on it’s hind legs for me.
We ate at a restaurant across the street.
Like I said, so many things to take pictures of! I was taking one picture and I almost missed this dog! I wish I would have got him coming instead of going.
We had lunch at Chucho El Roto. When we had walked by here in the morning, we saw a Mariachi playing to the patrons:
This is what my brother had. I’m not sure what it was. I think tacos.
I had sopesand they were sooooo good:
This was my sister-in-law’s appetizer – Pancita(cow’s stomach).You can always count me into try something new at least once. The taste and consistency was like clams.
Saturday art market in Plaza San Jacinto:
I was told this is basically one of the prison “cells” thatnuns had to stay in when they did something wrong:
The hall way of “cells”. There are numbers above every door:
You’re unable to use flash with photography in the convent, but a guard told me and our hostess that we were unable to take pictures in this room. Well everyone else didn’t get the message, so I took pictures too. I did ask someone in our group if I’d go to h-e-double toothpicks for it:
“Between 1917 and 1918, troops ransacked the convent, looking for treasure. What they found in the crypt area instead were a number ofwell-preserved, naturally occurringmummies. The museum has 12 mummies on display in the crypt area, however, many are in deteriorating condition because they are not in hermetically sealed cases.”*
We’re now heading to the beautiful Chimalistacwhichis a small neighborhoodin San ngel:
When we pulled up to this beautiful park in this equally beautiful neighborhood, we heard vicious dogs. It turns out this policeman guards the neighborhood with his three dogs:
What a beautiful pose!
It’s not the end of our day, but we’re heading out of San ngel. I’ll see you tomorrow for the 2nd part of our day 4.

































































The nuns’ cells were not prision cells. They were their private chambers where they slept. They are called cells (celdas) because their very small.
Thank you! Wish we would have had a guide. Makes perfect sense. 🙂
The nuns’ cells were not prision cells. They were their private chambers where they slept. They are called cells (celdas) because their very small.