I wear Mexico on my hand

The other day I was crossing the street and tripped over a hole in the road. Asphalt, my hands and right elbow briefly kissed, and a few days later I noticed that the scrape on my right hand resembled the outline of Mexico City. Uncanny.

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All of last week was rainy, cold and overcast. This week it’s been the opposite, and on Wednesday, you could see the snow atop Iztaccihuatl (iz-tah-see-watt-ull; sleeping woman), a rare site from here. Regrettably, I didn’t take any photos of Mexico City from my office – every day except today has been exceptionally clear, no smog. Today is disgusting, but maybe it will be better in the afternoon.

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Preview: Bloggery topics for next week:

• We haven’t had any picture posts for a long, long time. I have a pile of Mexico City snaps I’ll post.
• They’re cutting water next week for 3-4 days…I’ll detail the despair and dehydration.
  
• A recipe for delicious chocolate shakes.
• My sporadic attempts at vegetarianism.
• A review of the new Metrobus line.
• Obama.
• And maybe a post from a special guest!