34M from US traveling solo. On day 6 of 8. I think I've hit a wall.

This city is incredible. Overwhelming, exciting, vibrant, dense, and beautiful. I love it here. I want to see more. I want to eat more, drink more, walk more, see more neighborhoods, photograph more amazing buildings, go on more group tours and meet more weird people from other places. But I just can't.

Literally sitting here on a park bench in a plaza on a beautiful day, unable to move. I'm so full of food I can't eat anymore, I don't think I can eat any more meat or look at a giant revolving slab of al pastor. I'm so exhausted that the thought of drinking more is unappealing, despite having many of the best cocktails I've ever had. My feet and legs are pretty much done. I've walked several miles every day.

I fell asleep at 9pm last night even though my hotel is in Zona Rosa, which was just starting to buzz on a Friday night. Couldn't even make it downstairs for a drink despite all the cute girls walking by my hotel window.

I've done the big stuff. Multiple Xochimilco boats (historic party), Teotihuacan, Zocalo, Condesa, Roma, bus tours, walking tours, Plaza Girabaldi, Chapultapec Park, Chapultapec Castle, Palacio Bellas Artes, Torre Latinoamericana, Anthropology Museum, cocktail bars, markets, street food, Mezcal, Pulque, etc.

I made a few friends. I've met locals. I've embarassed myself with my terrible Spanish. I've even impressed myself with some of my terrible Spanish.

I wouldn't mind checking out Templo Mayor or the Luis Barragan House tomorrow if I can summon the energy. But I think I'm just... done.

Altitude has absolutely played a role in my lack of energy and well being. I haven't slept well or digested food well. I don't have my usual stamina walking or doing stairs. I'm doing my best to stay hydrated but I feel light headed and I feel bloated. This was all to be expected (I feel the same way when I go to Denver).

But yeah. Here I am. Just reflecting. Not looking for advice or criticism or suggestions. Just saying. Documenting my experience for future lurkers. Maybe this can be helpful validation for others. 8 days alone in CDMX (or anywhere really) is a haul. It's amazing. It's enlightening. It's emotional. But the brain needs time to process it and recover. Don't bite off more than you can chew. I definitely feel like I have.

Looking forward to heading home and spending a few days on my couch watching Seinfeld re-runs and college basketball.

Edit: all of you telling me to get more rest and hydrate either did not read and/or totally misunderstood the meaning of this post.