There are, I am told, enough interesting things within or near Mexico City to occupy months of steady sightseeing ... There was a gorgeous naked blonde plastered on billboards all over town advertising a movie called El Sexo Fuerte, but I didn’t get to go to that. The murals and the blonde were all of my cultural education. I didn’t even see a beisbol game or a bullfight.
   How Green Was My Father, Chapter 4