Wednesday Diego made all the plans. First we hung out in another underground cenote cave, with warm saline water, beneath the Hotel Zentik where Deigo, Beth and Sundance were staying. The hotel was a fantastic art installation, with bizarre sculptures and surrealistic paintings everywhere.

15. Creature sculpture at Hotel Zentik

16. Cenote cave under Hotel Zentik
The cenote was wonderful, and magickal. We were the only ones there, and our voices reverberated and echoed throughout the watery cave as we chanted and sang, joining our voices in a song Jiva had written for her troubled son, with the powerful refrain. “Remember who you are!”

17. Circling and singing in the cenote under Hotel Zentik: Dona, Beth, Diego, Sundance, Jiva

18. OZ under waterspout in Zentik Cenote
After lunch we all crammed into the rental car and drove to the Maya ruins of Ek Balaam (“Morningstar/Venus Jaguar”), which we explored all afternoon, with all of us except Dona climbing the steep stairs to the top of the great pyramid to admire the beautiful carvings and the spectacular view. How and why those small people had made their stairs with 18’ risers I’ll never understand. We had to climb them using our hands as well as feet, like babies climbing the stairs in their house!

19. At base of big pyramid at Ek Balaam: Dona, OZ, Beth, Sundance, Diego, Jiva
Dona and I have explored many Maya ruins throughout the upper Yucatán, and I am always astounded at the effort these very small people had taken to create such edifices. I mean, they had no draft animals, no hard metals (only gold, silver and copper), and not even wheels for carts or wagons! All those stones, many weighing hundreds of pounds, had to be quarried (how?), carried, lifted and fitted into place solely on human backs! And there are apparently hundreds (maybe thousands) of such sites, with great pyramids, ball courts, and other large buildings across the entire Yucatan Peninsula.
Estimates range to over 2,600 pyramids, completely eclipsing ancient Egypt, though only a small fraction of these sites are fully excavated and open to the public. Just within the state of Yucatan, there are 18 archeological zones maintained for visitors, with hundreds more buried and lost in the surrounding jungle.
So I cannot help asking, “Why?” I mean, I keep trying to imagine a bunch of Mayans sitting around with nothing much to do. No TV, no movies, no books, no video games…boring! Then someone says, “So, whaddya wanna do today?”
And someone else says, “I know—let’s quarry, dress and haul a few million big blocks of stone on our backs and build a giant pyramid! And then a huge ball court, and maybe an enormous palace and other multistory stone buildings…” And they’re off and running…

20. Corbelled arch gate at Ek Balaam

21. OZ at Ek Balaam
For dinner, Diego had in mind what he’d been told was the best Mayan restaurant in Mexico. It was a long drive to the little town of Espita, and when we arrived at 5:00 we were told that the restaurant, Casona, wouldn’t be open for another two hours. But Diego has a way, and he talked them into letting us in early, and serving us tiny samples of nearly every Mayan dish on the menu! Some of the best food any of us had ever eaten, though we had no idea what any of it was called, or what it contained.
After dinner Deigo, Beth and Sundance took off to Puerto Morales, and Dona and I commissioned a local taxi driver (whose daughter came along) for the one-hour ride from Espita back to our hotel in Valladolid.

22. Chocolate Factory diorama: Cortez meets Monteczuma
Continued in Yucatán Pilgrimage: Day 5