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I arrived in Mexico City after a six-hour bus ride (expected) and had a 2.5-hour taxi ride (excruciating!) in the approximate direction of my hotel because Saturday the zocalo featured a gay pride parade. Even after the hours, the cab driver still couldn’t get me to my hotel.

He essentially told me that I was bad luck and he’d ditch the car and walk with me and my suitcases to get me to the hotel if he had to…

I said I could manage it and got out with my luggage, taking a bike taxi (seriously hilarious-looking guera with too much baggage) for five blocks. Then, I had to walk two more blocks.

It wasn’t raining yet, at least.

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