avoid the dog pee please
I forgot United does not give out free meals on international flights. I boarded a plane in SFO with three dollars, american, in my pocket. I thought that I would use the ATM when I got to Mexico City. After an delay, they closed the doors and announced that their meals cost five dollars. I was two dollars short for a snack box—not that I wanted one, but all I had to eat was a bowl of oatmeal from the SF Soup Kitchen. I survived, but I was surly by the time I got into a cab heading for my hotel.
I was a little nervious that I had no reservations for the night in Mexico City, but I told the cabbie the name of the only hotel I could remember in the district where I wanted to stay: Hotel Polanco.
The three star is a little pricey at $100, but then its the holidays and its the nicest part of the city by far. I arrived and got a room safely and without any trouble. Its notable in that its on a very quite street. i left the window open all night and did not hear any tarffic. the neighborhood, Polanco, is the rich shopping district with wide sidewalks and great restuarants. its the nicest part of the city that i have seen so far. highs are in the eighties and lows in the fifties at night. the air seems cleaner here too. the downtown, where i have stayed before, is a mess.
Upon passing through customs, though, i was greeted by a security guard advising me to avoid the mess in the middle of the hallway. it seems that a dog had become a little scared and peed on the marble floor. It stuck me because no matter how much Mexico works on its image, cleaning up the airport, etc., still the first impression that some tourists get is ¨please avoid the dog pee.¨
