From the Archives : seeing the main Zocalo in Mexico City over Semana Santa
The year was 2017, and I find myself in Mexico City during Holy Week. I catch a classic pink taxi to downtown, and as the sun rises I wander around the Zocalo admiring the buildings in relative silence. Just me and the street sweepers. I get true spiritual inspiration as I pray in the old churches and admire the artwork in one of the greatest cities in the world.
