By the time I left I was a alcoholic... thank you Oscar!
The first night in DF ended at 7am we went to a bar called El Mono (the monkey) then rode a bike with three people on it to get more booze in the early hours
One day with Oscar our bikes broke down about 10km from our share house, so we ended up shredding the tyres to the closest bike repair place then the guy there kindly offered to guide us back to our suburb Condesa, only thing he didn't tell us in advance that his short cut meant riding against the traffic on a 6 lane highway... that's how it rolls in Mexico City, he wasn't phased...
The museums in DF are world class with Roden, Dali and you name it, also they have UNBELIEVABLE toilets, farking hell. Such a vibrant city with so much to do including rugby tackle your way into or out of a subway or public bus
It was so much fun, especially living in a luxury share house in Condesa with eight other people, but the air is so shit I got really sick and had to leave to Guanajuato where the air is much better and will help my bronchitis
Some pics are below