(Posted Jan 30, Piste)
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From our really great campsite in Campeche to the ruins of
Uxmal, an ancient Mayan city, was 109 miles.
We arrived at our destination about lunchtime. Time for a quick bite and a brief look around
before we were to make a tour via carpool of the area around Uxmal. Uxmal is out in the Mexican sticks. There is no town. Just the ruins and a few hotels. We parked for the night in a hotel parking lot so there was
no power, water, or sewer but we were within easy walking distance to the ruins
next door.
We formed up our caravan, this time with cars and trucks,
and headed out to a nearby, yet very much off the beaten tourist path, village
which had an old church with a small museum.
Admission to the museum was posted on a hand-painted sign that was on
the wall next to the entrance. The
price of admission posted was:
Mexicanos $5.00 (pesos)
Extranjeros $10.00 (pesos)
Baños $3.00
(pesos)
Since we weren’t Mexican we must have been Extranjeros because about 35 of us paid
$10.00 (pesos) each. A big boost to the local economy! I don’t know if
anyone used the baños or not. However, I’m willing to bet that we helped
the church make its annual budget.
Of course, every village in Mexico has a church but this one
was special. Several graves had been discovered under the floor of the
church. They were not Mayan graves. In these graves were small coffins made of
rough wood that contained the not-to-pleasant-to-look-at mummified remains of
infants and small children, which were on display behind glass. I’m not sure when these children were buried
or when they were discovered (maybe 100 – 200 years ago?). Nor did I have any idea why they were on
display. Nothing was in English. There was nothing else very
remarkable other than a wooden phallus in one display case. It seemed quite small.
Normally, if someone is going to make one, they tend to exaggerate the
size, not reduce it! We did not linger
long in this “museum” but quickly returned to our vehicles and proceeded to the
next village.
This town must have been the world center for the production
of brightly painted and tacky clay frogs, birds, and flamingos. The small town’s streets with shops selling these “ceramic” figures. Interspersed along the line of shops were
the “factories” (usually one open-air room) that mass-produced these tacky
“garden-gnome” products from molds.
Nothing was hand-sculpted, that was for certain.
Barbara found an old, rusty, probably antique sewing machine
sitting on a dirt floor in the rear of the shop. She picked it up and took it to the cash
register but the shop owner wouldn’t sell it to her because it had belonged to
his mother.
After spending more time here than necessary we headed back
to our RV’s for naps before dinner and that evening’s Light & Sound Show
at the Uxmal ruins.
We ate dinner in the restaurant located in the ruins’
visitors' center. The special was soup,
entrée, dessert, and coffee for $8 (US), about $50 (pesos). The lime soup was delicious, so was the flan
we had for dessert. I don’t even
remember what my entrée was so it must not have been great.
The walk from the restaurant to our seats for the show was
not a short one and there were a lot of steps and uneven surfaces which had to
be navigated. It had rained earlier that
afternoon and the chairs were wet but it was either wet chairs or wet rocks so
we sat in the chairs. The light show was
nothing spectacular. No lasers or
anything like that. Just flood lights
that changed colors. The headphones I
was given for the English-language narration worked poorly at first, then quit working entirely about half-way
through the program. I was able to hear the story of the rain
god, Chak, before the headphones died.
Lightning began flashing across the dark sky and I couldn’t help but wonder if it had anything to do with the show’s incantations and pleas for rain. It was kind of eerie. When the show was over we headed back to our RV’s as quickly as we could just in case Chak decided to make it rain.
Lightning began flashing across the dark sky and I couldn’t help but wonder if it had anything to do with the show’s incantations and pleas for rain. It was kind of eerie. When the show was over we headed back to our RV’s as quickly as we could just in case Chak decided to make it rain.
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