Visitantes. Dia Cinco. — Steadily Mobbing

Well, we woke up Sunday morning and it was the last half day of our trip. Mom had located a ward meeting a short walk from our hotel at 8am, so we walked on over. I don't recall what was in the breakfast buffet that morning, looks like I didn't get a picture. But look how empty the streets were at quarter to 8!

It was very good to go to Mexican church, I had forgotten about the clean smell and prevalence of linoleum in Mexican Mormon churches. And that you have to bring your own hymnal in Mexico. And that the Mexicans will be very eager to share their hymnals with you if you haven't got one.

After church we made our way through a few neighborhoods over to Ave. Reforma. Among other places we passed the Mexico City Ripley's Believe it or Not and Wax Museum. I'd visited there once on my mission. There was a gigantic line there as it was opening. Glad to know it's still doing great business. We went into a supermarket, too, just to see what was up.

The Reforma is a grand avenue stretching from the center of Mexico City to Chapultapec Park and on Sundays it closes down to cars and opens up for pedestrians and cyclists. This is a very metropolitan thing, to close down your streets and let people ride bikes up and down them.

This is Mexico City's stock market

Me and the Angel of Independence

Outdoor dance workout class

Diana the Huntress

And then we walked the whole Reforma in the other direction to get back to el Centro and gave the Centro one last walking around.

We had one last meal at a nice little fonda (actually, it was pretty big) where all the food, from the orangeades to the sope to the tacos to the cubana, were quite big. Our waiter was nice enough to cut us off and tell us we had ordered enough. He knew their food was big!