Okay this evening, I decided I would take a journey down the streets of Mexico City...perhaps I was "stepping back into the past" for myself. I started walking toward the center of the city, having heard that there was an ancient Aztec Temple Ruin near the edge of the town. So, I started walking...and I walked...and I walked...about 15 blocks (and they think they can only call NY blocks long!). Well, I arrived down in Centro Plaza...what a sight. There had to easily be a few thousand people migrating around everywhere. Vendors, street singers, old-fashioned Organ grinders, cathedrals, ministry buildings...not to mention the enchilada, pastilla, empenada smells and blue corn tacos being made right on the corners. The smells, the sights were a veriable feast for eye and nose.
But then I saw it...way in the back behind a large cathedral SanFransisco and San Mateo...the Aztec Temple Ruins. An, if that wasn't enough to begin my senses flailing, I smelled incense buring and followed my nose. No, it wasn't from the Cathedral, it was from behind the temple runis where there were a group of descendants of the Inca/Aztecs preparing to perform a ritual dance for the Harvest (done only once yearly...by the way it is almost in correlation with the Feast of Succoth in Judasim)...so I stood and took LOTS of pictures. Wahat an absolute treat! This ritual took almost 2 hours, so by the time I got back to the hotel, it was dark, and I was really hungry...so I hit the nearest blue taco stand and emjoyed! ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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