After the passion in Iztapalapa we went to the feria, ate lots of fried and sweet things, got wasted and went on rides.
I took this photo just to make it look like I had a Mexican ruca. And I wanted to show off the shirt I had just scored: a blinged out portrait of the Mexican reggaeton artist Nigga! It is signed in gold sequins- "Nigga"! Roflcopters!
The Iron-Maiden looking decorations on this should have warned me that this ride was gonna be hardcore. It was dirty, brutally violent and marginally unsafe. I was sick and nauseous all night after this one.