A god called chuck
22/11/09 - Uxmal, Yucatan State, Yucatan Peninsula, Mexico
Random occurrences>>>blokes giving Kevin the thumbs up for wearing a Panama hat
What´s annoying me>>>getting scammed at internet cafe
In the morning we took the bus to Uxmal from Merida along Highway 261. If you like looking at trees while travelling on coaches then Mexico is your wet dream. Salma Hayek is my wet dream. But that's neither here nor there.
As a rule, I don´t like to look up bus times in advance. I just like to turn up at a bus terminal and let fate dish out whatever she has in store for me. Sometime it can mean sitting for hours in a terminal. However, I am travelling with other people so I have no choice as they like to ´plan´ ahead.
Uxmal (pronounced oosh-mal) represents the finest achievment of the PUUC architectural style. As in every Maya site in the Yucatan, the face of chac, the rain god, is everywhere. Little is known of the city´s history, but the chief monuments were erected around 900 AD. Sometime after that, the city began to decline, and by 1200 Uxmal and other Puuc sites, together with Chichen Itza, were all but abandoned.
The big pyramid
As we walked through the site and climbed the pyramids, the views were breathtaking.
When we got back to Merida in the evening, we decided to go to a ´cantina´in one of the roughest areas of the city. There appeared to be tense but surreal atmosphere in the bar. There was latino music blaring out from one side and one of the Harry Potter films showing in the other. Occasionally a Britney Spears number would punctuate the latino music. We had a couple of large bottles of Sol and left just as a fight was breaking out.
Tomorrow we embark on a boat trip through a bio-sphere.