|Palm shadows at the hotel.|
|Danny demonstrating the Royal Toilet.|
|Pyramid of the Sun.|
After the grueling sweltering day of climbing around on pyramids, taking pictures, and hiking in the jungle, Danny and I headed over to the museum. I fully expected John to be long gone back to the hotel, but he was there hanging around reading the signs, which were in Spanish, for the plethora of displays. Danny assumed John was my husband and raved about what a wonderful companion I had been. His wife doesn’t have a lot of patience for standing around composing shots and probing into every nook and cranny of a ruin. But it’s my cup of tea and so we were truly perfect companions for a day at Palenque.
|Sculpture of a 'common' man. Features you|
see everywhere in Mayan country.
|Incense burner sculpture, used by families for about 20|
years, then ceremonially buried. The face
is probably the likeness of an ancestor.
|Plaster sculpture on the front of the Temple of Death,|
of the God of the underworld. Still with some
original red paint.