Zinco Jazz Club

 

Mexico City is not all about museums and historic sites. There’s also a very good jazz club called Zinco jazz club. It’s right in the center of town has great live, jazz and very good food at a decent price.

I’m usually a bit of a hermit in the evening, so it was nice to be able to go out and enjoy some live music and stay up late. Although I’m not sure this is something I want to do every night.

Plus if you read my earlier post, you know that I’m on raw food vegetable diet so occasional steak is welcome. I very much enjoyed getting out and hanging with the local people. It was mostly couples on a date night. I was still able to engage with a few of them and ask them about their lives how they were enjoying the evening, I even took a few photos for others. 


Going out like this allows me to remember my youth when I used to stay up till one or two in the morning enjoying the nightlife. Now it’s just something I do once in a blue moon. It was a full moon last night.

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