
So I decided to follow the path. I had no idea really where they would lead me, but since there were tons of people I figured I would just follow their lead. After about 10K I was totally lost and was noticing that there were fewer and fewer people running and that almost everyone was on two wheels. This was a mercado I spotted when I realized I was lost.

Good news was that I had $100 pesos in my pocket and every Sunday the city has tents with free water and gatorade, free first aid, and free bike rentals and mechanics.


I kept going and did a little cheer when I got to my neighborhood and noticed this sign...

23K (plus the 3 or 4 it took me to get to the start) and I felt great. Granted I stopped every few miles for pictures and to fuel up.
After the run we went to have some beer, tortilla soup, and chilaquiles and then a well deserved nap. Our furniture arrives friday (hopefully) so anyone who wants to come enjoy the sunday run-day here has a free place to stay.
More pics from the run...
I was tempted but I had to save the $100 pesos in case I needed to flag down a cab.

Some buildings on Reforma. These streets are usually packed with cars. The traffic here is far worse than any other city I have ever been in, and it is so nice when the roads are closed.


Here is one of the streets on the way to the Zocalo in Centro Historico. Lots of people lining the streets, not all were running that day.

Bellas Artes

Here is what the streets look like when they are closed to cars. Very peaceful

Statue (I cant remember the name)

Two pictures of the largest mercado I have seen yet. I wanted to walk in and eat, but I held off.


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