Several strange things happened within our first twenty-four hours in Mexico City last week. First, ice skating.
If you're thinking that it never occurred to you that people ice skate in Mexico, you're not alone. While trying to decide what to do, the family was debating between a movie and patinaje. Since I didn't know what the heck that was, I voted for a movie UNTIL I discovered it was ice skating. I pretty much always take the active option if there is one and I haven't skated in years.
The two on either side of Ibis both play ice hockey and are very good skaters. The rest of us not so much, especially because there was a half inch of water on the ice surface and the skates hadn't been sharpened in quite some time. After skating we played air hockey for over an hour. Yay!
The following morning we went to a "traditional" Mexican restaurant for breakfast, complete with stuffed sheep in the median out front.
By stuffed, I mean formerly living and now taxidermied for the public's viewing pleasure. The restaurant served mostly meat, but as far as I know, it did not serve sheep. Unless I missed something.
After breakfast a large group of us went to a small historical town (I didn't catch the name) to tour the cathedral and convent. On the way across the plaza, we stopped to check out this ginormous snake. Don't they look excited?
There was a wedding going on in the cathedral so we saw the wedding party cruise by in a horse-drawn carriage. We spent about an hour touring the cathedral, during which time we lost two of the aunts for a short time, but we found them waiting on a bench near the entrance. Smart ladies.
Then I got lost with both of them when we went to find the bathroom (yes, I realize the bathrooms are becoming a theme).
Have you ever held a giant snake like this?