10 Photos - Jun 30, 2012
Photo: Tacos al pastor in Palenque, with apple soda.  Lunch for $3 for the two of us!Photo: Sporting the latest in plastic bag fashion, Harold, Hiroki and I step out of the downpour into a Palenque bank.  A kind man in an SUV gave us a lift into town from our jungle cabin, saying he was just doing what others had done for him in the past.  Aw!Photo: We went out for tacos (that's practically all we ate in Chiapas) with our new friend Hiroki, to bid him goodbye, as he was flying back to Seattle the following night.Photo: Some of the charming architecture in San Cristobal de las Casas.  Unlike in the capital, the colonial style of San Cristobal is well-preserved throughout much of the city.Photo: The Amber Museum (amber was an important ceremonial and trade material for the Maya) was open for an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon.  Whaa? We tried to go in the morning, but the lady said to come back at 7pm.  We never made it back...Photo: Dental hygiene in the Tzotzil Maya language!  With soda ads alongside!  San Juan Chamula, Chiapas, Mexico.Photo: The gentleman in the foreground is clad in a black sheepskin tunic, a traditional material that also forms the woman's skirt.  I wish I would have gotten a good shot of one of the beautiful black sheep, but alas, that will have to wait until my next visit to San Juan Chamula.Photo: I took this picture with my mobile device, rather than my DSLR camera, as I was a little nervous about whipping it out in this relatively traditional village.  Many Maya believe that photographs chip away at a person's soul.  Photography is expressly forbidden inside the walls of the church, which was burnt down and rebuilt according to the tastes and beliefs of the locals, after the Spanish left the area.  San Juan Chamula is a fascinating, if not very welcoming, place, as the locals go about their daily lives according to Mayan tradition, speaking Tzotzil Maya.  The vibe is one of indifference to foreign presence, even reaching intolerance, as thousands of people were kicked out a few years back for converting to Protestant faiths.  The inside of this church is a complete sensory overload.  It definitely smells like heaven, with pine needles covering the floor, and all of the saints lined up along the walls overlooking hundreds of candles and families praying for health and wealth.Photo: Featured in this photo taken from a moving vehicle are black and white sheep, and small parcels of farmland worked manually, for many hours each day.Photo: The bus, with all its good intentions to get us from San Cristobal to Palenque, couldn't quite make it up the hill, leaving us stranded for a couple hours until another one passed by.  At least we had snacks, and a pretty forest to observe.