Having arrived late afternoon Sunday in Mexico City we started planning the week and since museums are commonly closed on Mondays we decided the next day would be perfect for a trip to Teotihuacan. And it was. The weather was warm, not hot, with big fluffy clouds so we had intermittent shade and the crowds were, for this most amazing site, small. (They warn you not to go on Sundays, when it’s free for Mexican citizens.). I had been here before but it was a first for David, though he is an experienced pyramid visitor having Cholula, Palenque, and Monte Alban under his belt.

I’m sure you’ve seen pictures of this impressive place, with the Pyramid of the Sun and Pyramid of the Moon, the Street of the Dead, and the amazing frescoes and decorative sculptures. It’s everything you expect and a little more.

Feeling our age and insufficient sleep after 3 days in noisy Taxco we were skeptical we would do much climbing but once we were there we had to do just a little. We kept looking up at Piramide del Sol, the highest, and the teeny tiny silhouettes of people walking around the top, and challenging each other that yes, we were going to do it. And we did. We were enormously proud of ourselves, so much so we decided to skip Piramide de la Luna and caught the bus back to Mexico City, which was waiting when we walked out of the gate (not so surprising, they run every 15-20 minutes). We celebrated our accomplishment with a very good sushi dinner at Mog, a 10 minute walk from our hotel.

The photos above show our progress to the very top. The view, and sense of accomplishment, were more than satisfying. Going down is a bit scary, but we did it.