We got to Mexico City around three o'clock. We took Gina and three of her daughters with us also, Daniela, Lupe and Alexa. We walked around one of the "suburbs" called San Something. We had an odd experience at the local shopping mall. As we walked around we had a security guard following us around, and not discreetly either. She was always ten to fifteen feet away but never said anything to us. Were we a threat? Were we in danger? Who knows? Quite odd.