A surprisingly comfortable, but packed, 12 hour bus ride later I arrive in Mexico City and jump in a taxi to the hostel Mundo Joven Cathedral, a journey which costs the same price as the London tube. The hostel is right in the historical centre and my room looks out onto the cathedral. It's complete backpacker central here with a roof bar terrace area for socialising. Not able to check in until 2pm I dump my bag and head out to explore the city. Stopping for a break in a coffee shop I'm soon talking to a couple of locals who write me a list of must see places in and around the city. First on the list is the Torre Latin Americano which stands above all the other buildings and offers an amazing view of the city from the 37th floor.
Later in the afternoon after checking into my room I opt to go on one of the free walking tours that the hostel offers. We go to the Museo Somauya which is funded by the richest man in Mexico and also boasts the largest collection of Rodin peices. I'm more intrigued by the Dali statues, however, which are absolutely stunning, capturing an abstract beauty that other sculptors often struggle to rival.
That evening I explore the area La Condesa with a few new friends from the hostel. It's nice but a little expensive (by Mexican standards)
On Sunday I meet Elsa, a friends niece who is living and working in Mexico City as an artist and graphic designer. We head to a trendy flea market which sells everything from antiques to shampoo. I even buy a shoulder padded jacket and post it back home to save from carrying it around in my backpack.