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				Chichen Itza/Palenque
			  
			
			  Land of the Pyramids 
			 
   The Temple of the Warriors 
			  at Chichen Itza and the impressive Group of a Thousand Columns. 
			  Each year millions of tourists visit Chichen Itza, the best know 
			  and most restored Maya ruins in the Yucatan. >>> 
 
  
   
 
 
 
 
 <<< The Pyramid of Kukulcan, framed 
			  by a carved serpent's head, is the tallest structure in the huge 
			  complex. A stairway tunnel inside the pyramid leads to an ancient 
			  jaguar shrine.
 
 
   Another view of Kukulcan, or El Castillo, which rises 24 meters 
			  above the massive central courtyard of Chichen Itza. >>> 
 
 
 
 
 
   <<< The Temple of the Inscriptions in Palenque contains 
			  a royal crypt that was hidden for more than a thousand years before 
			  being discovered by a Mexican archaeologist in 1952. 
 
   The temple ruins of Palenque 
			  in the southern Mexican state of Chiapas are an excellent example 
			  of Maya architecture during the Classic period. >>> 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    <<< The dense jungle of the Chiapas 
			  rain forest surrounds the ruins of this "lost city" of 
			  the Maya. Already abandoned, the city of Palenque was "discovered" 
			  by Spanish explorers in 1785, 250 years after Cortez first landed 
			  in Mexico.
 
   I arrived in Palenque village in the late afternoon. 
			  After carrying my bags up the main street from the bus station, 
			  I found a clean, large room at the Hotel Lacroix on a quiet shaded 
			  street off the plaza. The oldest hotel in town dating back to 1956, 
			  Lacroix is where many archeologists stayed when they explored the 
			  nearby ruins of Palenque. 
 At a restaurant during dinner I bought a woven bracelet from an 
			  elderly Maya woman who came to my table. She also had some small, 
			  black-clad Zapatista soldier dolls which I would see many more of 
			  in San Cristobal de las Casas in Chiapas.
 
 I awoke early and took a collectivo, a small white VW van, to the 
			  ruins outside of town. The Mayan ruins wer Áe beautiful in 
			  the early morning light. Lush tropical forests surrounded the ancient 
			  structures, gurgling streams and aqueducts meandered through the 
			  grounds as birds and butterflies filled the air.
 
 I spoke to a middle-aged woman with an American accent sitting alone 
			  atop the main pyramid writing in her journal. It was her second 
			  day visiting the ruins. She'd been an accountant for the last 16 
			  years and now she was trying to become a writer. Her recent travels 
			  had taken her to Uluru, Ayers Rock, in the Australian Outback. She 
			  dropped names of a number of other mystical or spiritual destinations 
			  she had visited around the world. She struck me as another new age 
			  searcher attempting to find herself among the crumbling ruins of 
			  another lost civilization.
 
   
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			  Photography by Paul Picus. Copy by 
				Paul Picus. Copyright © 1996-2008 Paul Picus 
			 
 
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