My trip to Mexico City all began when my classmate in my multivariate analysis class offered to bring me around. The first time she mentioned it, I thought it was a passing remark, a promise she might grow to regret and then subsequently pretend never happened. But the next she made the same remark again and even asked when I was free. A few weeks later, I was meeting her at the school gate, ready to head to Mexico City, or otherwise commonly known among the Mexicans as D.F. (pronounced, da-ef-feh).

At the back of my mind I was pretty worried about having to share a room, whether my spanish is good enough for me to communicate, whether I would impose on the family, etc. But 2.5 months in Mexico have taught me to worry less and simply enjoy the moment.

We left on thursday afternoon and arrived just in time for a small family celebration for the youngest family member. It's nice to see how everyone in the family takes time out to come and all they do is eat, chat and play with the little one. Everyone has something to share/talk about and the atmosphere is just homely, which makes me miss my family a little.

Friday started around 9am, where I had the delight of fruit juice, tea, and bread for breakfast, prepared by my dear classmate. The night before I was given her room to rest in, while she slept with her mum. I really couldn't be more thankful for the thoughtfulness she has put into making my stay comfortable.

After breakfast, we headed for the Dolores Olmedo Museum, before heading into the Zocalo. Unfortunately, the Dolores Olmedo Museum had 2 exhibits closed, and in the Zocalo, the Palacia del Correos was partly closed for their anniversary too. We were also rejected at the National Palace, because an important political figure was visiting.  We couldn't have picked a better day. But nonetheless, I got to see the City Cathedral, Supreme court, Museo Nacional del Arte and at in the House of tiles, which had truly fantastic decor. The meal was so enjoyable and I had such a great time just chatting with Paty, that we spent almost 2 hours there.











The return journey back to the house was a disaster though. We drove, took a wrong turn and got stuck in traffic for 2+ hrs. Even without the wrong turn, we would have took 2hrs regardless. It was horrible, and I really appreciate the purpose of COEs and ERPs now.


In the end, we only arrived home around 9.30pm, where I rested before heading out again with Paty's friend, to a friend's house party. The party play old 90s mexican music and I had fun checking out how house parties work in D.F.

Unfortunately Paty had to return to Puebla on Saturday, but she was so kind to let my stay till Sunday with her mum and brother in the house. And this leads to Part 2 of my stay in Mexico City, where I had to travel alone and take the metro!