Grooving With Non-Moustache Pete

Let me just say, any town where this is the central post office has my vote! Yesterday as we were driving and walking around downtown Mexico City, I shouted out loud with joy several times. There’s just so much architectural beauty, it hurts! It hurts when I think of how Hong Kong has been massacred by blind and mad people for decades. Hong Kong had a beautiful central post office once, but look at it now. Whoever built it thought hanging a piece of wood from the old post office in the main hall would be a good reminder of the past. I think it’s an insult. And when was walking around Central a pleasure?

I think the first duty of a town should be that walking around it is a pleasure.

Of course, an overabundance of cars help to counteract the pleasure a little but having a car here is damned useful. Unfortunately last night millions of other people had had the same idea, and it took more than two hours to drive what should have been 20 minutes. But I enjoyed not being out in the rain and there were still a lot of things to look at.

It was the day after Mexico’s national day and near the president’s palace to boot, so the squares were swarming with delicious uniforms.

Then it was off to tacos with prawns and Corona – a perfect day if you ask me.

郵局 (Yau gok – post office)
車 (Che – car)
揸車 (Cha che – drive car)