Hi everyone, Sorry I didn’t get this out sooner. But I think from this long journey I greatly weakend my immune system and this past weekend, Saturday, I spent a very long day of throwing up in Guatemala. Fifteen times in eighteen hours, wow I am glad that is over. But anyways I am better now and I hope you enjoy!
30 hours on a bus Was able to take me back 3000 years!
Last Saturday Lena, Julia, and I embarked on yet another great adventure and I would have to say that this one was certainly epic. We set out for Antigua at 4:00 in the afternoon and by 7:00 we were one our next microbus to Guatemala City. We arrived in the city around 8:00pm but surprisingly the area of the city we were in was already empty, not a great sign. The bus station for Linea Dorada (Gold Line) is definitely in the heart of the city, and not necessarily the best side of town. The last few streets we drove through before arriving at the station were already abandoned, all the business locked up, just a few cars and trash floating around corners. Luckily we grabbed our bags quickly headed in the bus station and got everything sorted out for our bus ride north to Tikal. We had to wait for about an hour before boarding but strangely enough I met a couple in the station traveling on Vacation from their Job as Dive Masters/Instructors in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico. It was great to talk to them for a while and they definitely got me back interested in going for my Dive master sometime soon.
We knew the bus ride ahead of us would be long but totally worth it. We boarded around 9:00pm and started out in our fancy coach bus. The bus was equipped with a bathroom, reclining chairs, sandwiches and drinks, and even an intransit movie. I never thought I would see Twighlight, the new teen movie, but I did and I got to see it with only Spanish subtitles (speakers weren’t on) and surprisingly I understood most of it. I think only understood everything because the entire movie was solely focused on teenage angst.
The bus ride was relatively uneventful, but extremely long! It was very difficult to sleep because no position was truly comfortable, so many times I found myself peering through the front window at what was out ahead in the night. I forgot to mention that our seats were perfect, location not comfort, haha. We booked through a company and they booked three seats in the very front row, which is even better in these coach buses because they are decked and you actually sit above the driver. This was perfect for my sleepless stints of staring at the road only lit by headlights. The first couple hours of the trip consisted of this giant bus winding around tight curves on the mountain roads headed out of Guatemala City. It was insane to be on these winding roads and pass the only other vehicles on the road in the middle of the night, which always happened to be giant slow moving eighteen wheelers. This was a little frightening but we made it to Flores at a bright and early 5:30am Sunday morning.
We were picked up at the bus station and transported to our hotel on the island of Flores where we would later be picked up to head to Tikal. In total I probably slept two hours, maybe, but surprisingly I was ready to go when the next microbus arrived to pick us up at 7:30am for Tikal. We picked up quite a few people and headed for the history. We made it to the park, and amazingly, the entrance is 17 km before you reach the beginning of the trails to walk to the ruins. The entire area is a giant nature preserve and it was amazing to be driving deeper and deeper into the heart of a thriving rainforest. The park itself is 550 sq km and I believe the largest or second largest in central America, and you really don’t want to get lost in it because it would be impossible to make it out of the jungle.
We decided to take it easy on ourselves and take the English tour and I am very glad we did. Our guide Benedicto was wonderful. He was Mayan and originally from the area and he seemed to have a deep connection with the land and the people that were his ancestors that had built the great city we were about to see. The tour began with the Ceiba Tree, the tree of life, one of the most revered plants within the Maya culture. This tree was the first life to rise out of their primordial chaos and links heaven, earth, and the underworld in their creation story. And to tell you the truth, I think it almost reached heaven, the tree was between 70 and 100 feet tall but stood alone in magnificence. From a biological standpoint this tree is fascinating, it is an extreme hardwood and at its top the branches grow straight out providing a great location for other plants to grow; bromeliads and cactuses right there on the branches not even in symbiosis. It was really a tree providing life.
We moved on to the Gran Plaza and I was overwhelmed with the size of the civilization that had been built here in the middle of dense jungle. The location of Tikal is quite unique because it is so deep within the Selva Tropical (Rain Forest). Apparently Peten where Tikal is located is considered the Cradle of Maya Civilization and is home to the highest concentration of Maya ruins today. The Maya were very learned in Astronomy and the Science of Time, they focused heavily on their calendar and we could see this incorporation into everything they built. In the height of Maya civilization, when the new towns or cities were to be built men would go out from the center of their city in the four cardinal directions, a theme very important within the culture. At one full days walk from the center they would position a new city and this is how the Maya spread across much of Guatemala, Mexico, and Belize.
The four cardinal directions was one of the first concepts that we learned. It was fascinating how precise all of their symbolism was. The four cardinal points were used for town planning with a very important, specific, building at each with a very specific meaning. This plaza of buildings would be at the heart of the civilization and held the most importance.
The directions and meanings are as follows:
North- This was normally the largest temple built of limestone and painted white. This building represented Heaven and the kings were often buried below these magnificent templos.
East- This is where the sun would rise each day so the building was painted red like the sunrise. This is also where life begins. In front of this structure stand nine stellas each representing a month of pregnancy. It is amazing how similar their calendar is to ours, they had 365 days in their calendar 3,000 years ago.
West- This is where life ended. The structure built here was painted black to represent Death, but not much is said about the importance of this building.
South- Here a long building stands that is painted yellow because this is the location that receives the most sunlight. This structure however represented the underworld and the entrance to the underworld. This building had nine doorways (to nowhere), each with a giant mask above the entranceway. These doors symbolized entrances into the underworld where the kings would go after dying and before going to their place in heaven. The underworld in Maya culture was not a bad place just a location for preparing to go heaven.
In the center of all these building which I am sure were glorious in their day, lay another important symbol. The Ceiba tree, or life was represented by green in the central plaza of all these buildings. It is very hard for me to imagine these giant temples we saw painted completely, but we could still see remnants of the solid white and black buildings but all other colors had faded.
In the central plaza we also saw two rectangular stone benches/walls facing each other. This was the location of the famous Maya game in which not just the loser, but so we discovered, both teams would be sacrificed after the game was completed to appease the Gods. We also found out that this was a practice that only occurred every 20 years in the main city. But all of these amazing facts left me standing at the top of one of the structures trying to picture just a little bit how crazy it would have been to live there when Tikal was a thriving civilization. I would have liked to have viewd from a distance however because although very smart, the ancient Maya were a violent and a continually warring people.
The jungle was so alive too. It was so wonderful me to see a glimpse of the wildlife that roams through the jungle from day to day, another amazing feature of this ruin buried so deep in the jungle. We saw spider monkeys, we looked for howler monkeys but they never showed up, we saw coatis, oscellated turkeys, a bird similar to the quetzal, and the guide said that the roar we heard in the distance was a Jaguar (I think it sounded a little like a howler monkey but who am I to say.) The jungle was so rich and full of life it was just wonderful to walk around below the canopy.
My favorite thing about the trip was the last temple we climbed however. Temple IV was the most impressive and largest temple in all of Tikal. Temple IV is 64 meters in height which is approximately 200 feet tall! We climbed up many steps to reach the top that simply seemed to be running next to a very steep hill covered with trees and low-lying vegetation. We reached the top, out of breath, after probably 350 steps and we were able to see the whole picture. We were in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of extremely dense jungle, and we could see 3 other giant temples rising out of the forest and we were standing on the fourth, the tallest. Now apparently there was a lot more clear and open land when the Mayas were present because they had cleared much for their city but it was hard to imagine how from what we could see. The Maya had conquered the jungle as they traveled through it to build their new civilizations and the jungle was re-conquering what they had built. Of the 200 feet of temple we were standing on, only approximately 35 feet of actual limestone structure was uncovered at the top the rest lay beneath the new jungle that had begun to grow on what the Maya had left. From the base you cannot see the top of temple IV and it takes you a moment to realize that you are climbing up stairs built in new ground that covers a massive temple not even uncovered. There is an estimated 250, 000 cubic yards of stone that comprise the temple, dad I think you will understand this measurement the best. And when built the population of Tikal was approximately 60,000 people. Can you imagine this many people in the middle of the jungle, wow!
It was really an amazing experience. Everything about the jungle and the city were fascinating and difficult to imagine. The Maya are a mysterious people, an intelligent people. Parts of their culture have lasted for millennia.
We returned to Flores, really starting to get tired by this time, but keeping ourselves awake long enough to return to the hotel and crash all night long. It was great to stay in a nice, quiet, calm hotel but I would have to say I couldn’t say the same for Flores. Flores was pretty dull. I think it was a town that “has been”. There were very few people in town, I think only people returning and looking for a place to stay after Tikal. Sadly, the food wasn’t great either but I will say the lake was amazingly beautiful. We spent the night and the next evening we would depart again at 9:00pm to arrive in Guatemala city the next morning. We hung out by the lake and finally got hot enough to go for a swim, yes in our clothes, but it felt amazing. Another great adventure but I would have to say that it is worth the shorter airplane trip and maybe $150.00 extra to fly to Flores/Tikal instead of taking the bus. I slept about the same on the return trip, maybe an hour and half. The 30 hours of traveling we did that weekend amounted to some very very tired students the following week and I think my ensuing illness.