The trip back continued to be lesson in cultural differences. The bus service that we paid for to get us to and from the airport and the dog show site every day, never came to get us for the return trip to the airport. We were lucky that the one taxi driver at the hotel with a large SUV whose name was Andres pulled up just in time to save the trip to the airport. When we finally get to security to get to the gate, the federal police decide that the dog (which is flying on the plane) cannot go through the x-ray machine with out documentation. After a few minutes of me arguing with the security guard I got an American Airlines employee to come over and explain that it was ok for the dog to ride inside the plane with the passengers. Once finally through security after an hour of discussion, it was time for me to have a drink. The trip back was uneventful.
These three pics are of murals inside the palacio Nacional painted by Diego Rivera.
These pics are of the ceiling inside where the Mexican govt has its meetings. Note the all seeing eye.
Look at these plants
Drinking at the Dog Show
Keeping myself occupied
This is what the dog looked like
at the airport
Look at this crowd!
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Well said.
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