Next stop Palenque...on the way there our van was stopped by demonstrators...they held huge cloth signs that stretched across the road both ways, stating their cause. Of course, not understanding Spanish, we didn't know what their cause was...but a young woman approached our van stating we could pass if we paid them 200 pesos. Danny paid the amount and asked if he could take pictures of their signs...
Spent two days in Palenque at the Chan-Kah Hotel (300 pesos...what a deal!). Really nice, 4th floor room with a balcony overlooking the town square. The inside is nicely decorated with brick and stone, with stone bathroom counter and floors and plenty of hot water!!! The trees in the town square were covered with grackles that roost there at night. Thought the birds were so wonderful until the next morning when we woke to the deafening sound of thousands of grackles, doves outside the bathroom window, and a man singing.
One evening there was a group of four guys playing a xylophone in the town square. We all danced on the balcony...Bill was doing his "pants on the ground" dance while Danny did his "jungle dance".
One afternoon we were walking through the Mercado looking for something to eat and Bill was doing some of his "moves"....a drunk Mexican guy saw him and joined in...they both danced together in the alley for awhile...too funny!
Went to Palenque Ruins the next day. Quite impressive and probably one of the most extensive, very busy with many visitors. People were selling their crafts throughout...There were Mayan symbols burned on pieces of leather that were very intricate pieces of art. Bill found his "perfect sombrero" at one of the vendors....he liked it so much, he tried it on several times...then he looked at the headband inside and saw a huge black scorpion!!!! The woman selling the hat knocked the scorpion to the ground and tried to step on it, but it crawled away...ewwww!!! Bill decided not to buy the hat...I think it was a sign that it was meant for him.
Walked all through the ruins, climbed many stairs, walked inside and outside and all around...there was this funny group of a couple hundred Russian tourists who had on the same color clothes and hats, all holding hands as they snaked their way down the stairs of the ruins...too funny...so organized!!
Our last morning in Palenque...Wish I could have recorded the sounds here. Woke to those damn grackles screaming and yelling outside our window, church bells are tolling, an engine is roaring right outside our door. The trucks that carry propane drag metal rings behind them to announce their arrival...it seems every cafe has a television blaring in the corner with the latest Mexican soap opera...and every town has a car with loudspeakers attached to the roof announcing the latest event or some advertisement...too much sometimes.