Panamama

ok so now i´m in panama city, in an internet cafe writing on a computer with a crappy keyboard. The shift button is rather temperamental so please don´t be too harsh on me if my punctuation is not up to it´s usual high standards in what will no doubt be another thrilling installment of my travels.

Still catching up on things, lets go back in time, to a land called Mexico, a land where over muscled men in tight underpants wearing masks are worshipped and wet look hair gel is still in fashion . I stayed with a couchsurfing host, erika and her two room mates in Mexico City, one of the worlds largest cities with a population of 19 million and a metro system to make Londons look like a Thomas the Tank Engine set in comparison . it is also cheap as chips to travel around and pretty straightforward to navigate, as well as providing brilliant entertainment in the form of street vendors selling anything from pirated CDs and DVDs to torches and batteries to sweets and drinks. the great thing about the dvD and CD fellas is that they actually carry round cD players and speakers in rucksacks playing the CD they have for sale, i never thought i would hear kajagoogoo on a mexican underground. the biggest freak i saw on the underground was the guy who earned a living laying down a blanket in the midlle of the carriage, covered in broken glass and then backflipped onto it, landing with his back on the glass (which was covered in scratches and scars). To make matters worse, no one gave him any money. In fact, the whole week i was there i only saw 2 people buy a CD, one was a shopaholic woman who bought something from every salesperson who got on the train, the other one was me, i just fancied wasting a few pesos on a CD i shall probably never listen to.

The highlight of Mexico City for me was my night out at the Lucha Libre. mexican wrestling is more pantomime than even WWF, but the cool thing about is that most of the wrestlers wear really cool masks