Mexico City   In the Beginning   3:30 a.m. : It's Morrowind and paste. The death face and zombie mind. We're off without conscious thought.   Anti-War Rally         After a delicious vegeterian buffet at El Yug, we settled down at Casa Gonzales, a comfortable bed and breakfast in the Zona Rosa. I fell fast asleep after 36 hours. Jeff and Rob however followed the noises outside the US Embassy and fell upon an anti-war rally. As you can see there were cars fashioned like tanks, US flags declaring "Fuck the World", and many people voicing their opinion with words and song. Rob and Jeff ended up having some really good conversations with several people- all of which wanted to take them out for coffee and hear what someone from the US thought about the war.       Then it was time for chicken tacos, so damn good at 3 for a dollar. I found that Jeff was great to travel with as long as he had some sort of food about every fifteen to thirty minutes. The only time this was an issue was upon leaving a small mountain town on our way to Oaxaca. The bus began to drive away when Rob wondered aloud as to where Jeff was- I stood up, pinwheeling my arms and shouting for the bus to cease, desist-and there's Jeff wandering out the mercado holding lime chips and magnum bars staring at the empty spot where the bus used to be (he didn't look that concerned).   home | coyoacán