We went to the National Museum of Anthropology. We took the bus, which was small and reminded me of the nearly extinct, insane, pink mini buses of Kuala Lumpur. In this case, it was orange.

Anyway, we hired a guide outside the museum who guided us through everything. We wanted to see the Mayan section, but unfortunately it was closed, so we settled for Teotihuacan and Aztec exhibitions.

The guide told us that the pyramids and temples of Teotihuacan weren't by the Aztecs, which was something a lot of people misunderstood. Instead, Teotihuacan was a place already abandoned by the time the Aztecs passed by the place and named it "The Place of the Gods." No one knows what they called themselves, but they were very influential.

The Aztecs exhibition was cool. We saw the original Stone of the Sun, once mistaken for the Aztec calendar. It was meant for some sacrificial ceremony, but rejected and unfinished because there was a flaw at the back of the stone. They used it for other things. We also saw lots of other stone carvings used in sacrifices. Lots of places to place the human heart, for example. The Aztecs were a gruesome lot.

They also had a huge picture of what Mexico City must have looked like at the height of the Aztec Civilization, and there was even some of an original boat they used to get from island to island. It was a city that beat that water city in Italy. Forgot its name.

After that, we went shopping again, and I got a necklace to match my tiger's eye earrings, a locket to match my heart ring, and a smaller version of the brooch/locket I mooned over at the Tasco second shop.

Mom was even better at bargaining this time. Mom is seriously fantastic at bargaining. I seriously pitied the last guy Mom bargained with. She got a 400-peso brooch for 220! The guy looked absolutely miserable!

We finally went back to the hotel and I slept.

Then we got dressed for dinner and a mariachi show. I wore Mom's tiger's eye and onyx set, and I looked beautiful in it. Dorah wore her garnet set. Daddy took a picture of us at dinner.

The mariachi show was wonderful. They had a pretend Aztec sacrifice to the God of Fire, a guy doing lasso tricks, a cock fight, Mexican dances, and two mariachi singers, a man and a woman. The man was very cute and good looking, and my heart went pitter-patter, but Tariq's butt is still better. I wish I could have bought one of those tight pants the mariachi men were wearing to squeeze Tariq into. God, he would have looked so hot. Hey, I enjoyed ogling the singer.

I drank so much Coke that night. God, I was really high. I had a whole glass of Coke for dinner, and a full bottle of Coke for myself at the mariachi show. Furthermore, Dorah barely touched her bottle of Coke at the show, and I drank all that up too. I also finished up the little bit in Mom's Coke. Basically, I was really amazed that I got any sleep at all after the show.