Well, I’m back in the land of new cars, safety signs, and functioning keyboards. Russell the Moose received a full body search at the hands of a nice Mexican lady wearing rubber gloves, on our way out of Mexico city. And we only made it to the airport an hour before my plane was due to leave, as the bus that was supposed to take three hours to get there took four and a half instead. We toured around inland, and I was the only redhead I saw the whole time I was there – as such, I was stared at rather a lot, which was a little disconcerting. Also, I discovered that real Mexicans do not wear sombreros, they wear cowboy hats – somewhat of a revelation.