I heard this from a lot of people and there are several reasons why I wanted to go to Mexico City. perhaps, it first entered into my imagination when I read Carlos Fuentes novel, The Life of Lara Diaz, which was mostly set in Mexico City was people by historical people like Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo among others. More recently Mexico City had a large role to play in Roberto Bolano's novel The Savage Detectives, which added interest ot my imagined Mexico City. I was further inspired by the excellent Amores Perros and it also served as an intriguing setting for the very likable action-comedy-drama The Matador. I guess I've been intrigued about visiting Mexico since I love Tex-Mex. I contemplated going to Tijuana with my cousin, Kelly, once when I was 19 or 20 visiting my Grandam in San Diego, but we were too intimidated to do it after a late start. Tijuana does not seems like a place that is authentic Mexico, also dirty, raunchy, and possibly dangerous-and I suppose that could be an appeal to visit there. I had visions of corrupt cops looking for bribes, "Hey Senor, you have a headlight out!" (*smash*). Resort like Can Cun or border towns full of Americans are not my style, I don't fancy driving around Oaxaca by myself. I love big cities. I live in Tokyo, one of the best in my opinion, and I love visiting New York, Paris, London, Madrid, Berlin, etc. Perhaps the best analogy is that I also want to visit Mumbai someday to see it in all its glory, excess, poverty, and humanity. Mexico City looms in my imagination like that. For a single person who loves food, architecture, museums, and just discovering neighborhoods in big cities, Mexico City seemed like the right choice. I like to think I'll go back sometime, possibly as soon as next summer as a friend from Canada in Tokyo has a family villa in Acapulco.