I was greatly edified by finding it described in the last book of Mexican travels I have read, as built in the purest Doric style.
The Mineria, or School of Mines, is a fine building, something after the manner of Somerset House on a small scale.

As for the famous Plaza Mayor, the great square, it is a very great square indeed, large enough to review an army in, and large enough to damage by its size the effect of the cathedral, and to dwarf the other buildings that surround it into mere insignificance.

However, one thing is certain, that we have not come all this way to see Spanish architecture and great squares, but must look for something more characteristic.
I have said we arrived in Mexico on the eve of Palm Sunday, and next morning we proceeded to consult with one of our newly-made acquaintances as to our prospects for the ensuing Holy Week.

This gentleman, a man who took a practical view of things, mentioned a circumstance which led him to expect that the affair would go off with eclat.

The Mexicans, both the nearly white Mestizos and the Indians of pure race, delight in pulque.