Made it to Mexico City!

I´m here, although only just. Air Canada were great for the Heathrow - Toronto leg, then it all went downhill. The plane started to freeze in Toronto whilst we were waiting to take off, so then had to wait for a slot in the de-icing bay. Then we were too heavy so had to burn off some fuel (actually these two may have been the other way round) so eventually we took off, then on arrival at Mexico City baggage hall it was clear that many of the bags had also been, well, misplaced. Not ideal at 2.30am when you have been on the go for 23 hours!

I have filled in a form and handed it someone at a desk in the airport, and apparently the luggage will arrive tomorrow AM. So I am staying an extra night in Mexico City at my lovely hostel http://www.hostelhome.com.mx/ and fingers crossed my bag gets delivered - I am in limbo til they do as I can´t leave! It has all my chargers (laptop, camera etc) in it so I am punching away at the hostel keyboard right now which has many stiff keys and is most fatiguing for the fingers.




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Mexico City smells lovely. Sultry, thick with intent, the morning air wafting in the window reminded me I was somewhere new and suddenly I felt highly excitable and finally on track.

Tomorrow I am heading out to my first WWOOF placement at the Earthsoundz project, which makes instruments out of vegetables, 2.5 hours southwest of Mexico City near a place called Malinalco.

I am highly excited about this little trip, for the obvious vegetable utilising factor but also because it looks beautiful out there and I can´t wait to get stuck into some countryside.

I had my first surreal Mexico experience this morning when I was walking around the Colonia Roma neighbourhood looking for a supermercado to buy some emergency toiletries and clothing. At a huge intersection with loads of traffic were eleven 7 foot pink Duracell bunnies banging on drums clogging up the sidewalk. They looked pretty lairy, pushing each other around and generally owning the pavement. I got a bit closer, and I still couldn´t tell if they had men inside them or if they were inflatables. Two started humping each other so I think they were humans who had obviously reached the boredom threshold that I imagine one would reach with this as a day job, but the rest were in a line banging their drums, then they would start to deflate, then jump to attention and start banging all over again.



If it wasn´t so early I´d put it down to the Mescal. Just wait til I do get stuck into the Mescal...