Mexico City: En route
Dev was pretty excited to be heading out again.
They did not specify if there would be teeny-tiny oxygen masks for small plush birds. I lied and told Dev I was sure there would be.
Here is what happens when (1) dinner comes with a square of chocolate wrapped in gold foil paper, (2) you make a crane out of yours and give to a flight attendant, and (3) she decides this means you need lots paper and brings you 10 wrappers and two more chocolates:
She was pretty amazed by the tiny one. I was amazed I could make it.
As we approached Mexico City, the nice woman at the window let Dev have a look:
An hour and a half in line gave Dev lots of time to get even more excited:
Al centro!
Checking in at the hostel. Dev hoped this was our room. I hoped it wasn't.
It wasn't.
This was!
It's apparently called a "pod." The bed is on a platform and one's stuff goes underneath.
Mine is at the end of a hallway, so I can leave my doors open at night and get some breeze from the window:
And that was Monday.











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