The nice Mexicans just chilling on the sidewalks see me booking it down the street. They're helping me ... correle...and yelling at the man to tell him I want a photo. Great memory. I got quite a few other shots too, they kept telling me to take another. So I did. They were nice. Then I found my way back to the main street and my friends. Crazy Martha running down the streets of Mexico talking to the natives in my broken Spanish. So great.