It´s a short drive from the Family Farm to the border with Guatemala, and we passed without incident, save for paying to have the truck sprayed down with some sort of ´pesticide.´
Camp stayed in the truck, she´s undocumented and roaming Guatemala for now...
Since it´s close to the border and most likely the last set of ruins we´ll pay to see on the trip, we headed straight for what is said to be the best set of Mayan ruins out there, Tikal.
What they say is true, Tikal is bigger and better than anything we have seen. It´s in the jungle and there are monkeys and crazy birds everywhere, but they were too fast and niether of us had a rock handy at the right time.
Some of these ruins are ridiculously tall and steep, but they still let you up there to climb about on them. They built a rickety ladder for one temple that was very, very frightening to climb up and especially down.
Once we got up there we saw this blind guy who didn´t know that he was one step away from certain death, standing there with his back to an 80 foot drop, crazy bastard.
Alex and I ventured off into the forest to find some monkeys or jaguars or something but instead only found this scary fellow, previously undiscovered!
We tried to camp here at Tikal but they denied Camper entry into the park as they aim to keep their jaguars safe, understandably. We camped for two nights in Remate behind a little restaurant on lago de Isabel, where we laid about on a rickety peir and did flips into shallow water. The place is nice but once you´re done with ruins, time to go...
GB
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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