Anyways. I took some pictures when I was there. I wanna share them with you. But don't steal them. They're mine. mine. mine. mine. Reallys.
She's famous. She lives in Mexico City. I caught this here glimpse of her from the top of a bus.
That's a horse. Tied to a gate. In the middle of a road. I think he likes to chill in San Miguel de Allende. But I don't really remember. That's what happens when you go to Mexico to see family. They take you a lot of places and you get the places all mixed up when you come home.
There's that same horse, different view. My dad used to say something like "something something something animal headed north." He'll read this and let me know what all those somethings were. And those signs there? They say no parking. Wonder where you put the parking ticket.
That's in Mexico City. Near the Anthropology Museum. I don't think anyone has ever made it through that entire museum. I certainly didn't.
Church. Somewhere. I forget. But I'm liking those colors. Shoulda framed the shot a bit better though, don't ya think? You win some, you lose some.
Good thing Wikipedia knows what this is...cause I, the bad tourist, forgot. I know. I know. Heaps of shame upon my family. It's the National Palace in Mexico City. Tough to get a good angle but this one's decent, I suppose.
And lastly, the flag thrown in for good measure. I waited forever for the wind to kick this flag into place. Can't see the whole thing but, eh, what can you do?
So there you go. Seven months late but vale la pena, eh? Worth it, right?