On the streets of Guanajuato we met a prince named Renee. He picked us up there and trotted us all the way down to the grand capital city of Mexico. It was a quick trip of hostels and cervesa´s mostly, but one thing we did find was Frida. Not her no but her house. And a few old churches. Mexico city, large yes, dirty and gross no. Quite a wonderful place indeed as it turns out...
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