mexico, last day
alright, last day.
i guess this was for nazi club sandwiches?
not weird at all.
oh, there’s a little shop. what have we got here…
a beautiful statue…
and some creepy doll. i guess there isnt anything that interesting in here.
oh wait, except for the most racist things i have ever seen in my life.
this is the street meat that everyone assured me was delicious and would not make me sick.
i used to think star wars couldnt get any better, but it has.
now we are going to some 4 million year old church
God decided to show up.
so many music lovers here
they’ll just straight up bake whatever here
later, we entered the most dangerous section of mexico city: tepito
we had body guards because apparently everyone here is some sort of criminal. but this day was mellow because its the monthly santa muerte celebration
clowns live here too
santa muerte is the patron saint of criminals, or so i’m told. you pray to it so you won’t get caught.
and of course there’s merch
German (the lion owner) also has pythons in his car.
street meat. big surprise.