Travel day - SFO to CDMX
Discovered that we would get to not only fly on a uniquely painted United plane in the style of 1971 but on the very day of the company’s 100th birthday. Not only that, the captain came out to greet all of the passengers before we took, assuring us he had an impeccable safety record…and he wanted to keep it that way.
Upon landing, we made our way to our apartment for the week, which overlooks not much except for the rising moon to the east and Parque Espana to the west. We sought out some late night food. On our way there, I was surprised by an unhoused man on the street who silently walked up to me, put out his fist for a bump, which I indulged, and then gave me the universal “metal” hand sign. 🤘 Maybe it was my hair. The taqueria we sought was most definitely closed and looked like it had been abandoned for about a decade. We found a serviceable alternative and then returned to the apartment.
