Clear the car, the cold that gnaws the tip of our toes, being late to work, shoveling the driveway in order to go home ... I quickly returned to my routine this morning, noting that I had set foot in the sand, but in the snow! I would have wanted you all cook a good hot soup to comfort you. Except I better, why not go back with me on my visit to the Maya? What you warm under the tropical sun ...
Living the Mayan tradition
"We will eat snakes, monkeys and crocodiles, traditional Mayan food," said our guide on the bus. I saw the hair on their arms to roll up my father: "Ah bin there, me, I eat it. It Hits is the question!" I'm hard on him;) For my part, I was excited to taste. But I had already eaten the snake and the alligator: no monkeys terrified me not!
Before eating, we had to move a little. So we walked in the jungle, taking care not to touch trees. Because they are toxic! The Che-Chen secretes an acidic substance that burns our skin. Fortunately, right next pushes Cha-ka the antidote Che-Chen! Mother Nature does not let us down ...
Cha-ka and Chen Che-
you dizzy?
"Me, I do not rise. Eille is high and I'm going to fall!" cried my father just before our ascent in 
the pyramid of Coba. 120 narrow steps-not-very-solid later (remember that the pyramid was built 200 AD!), Believe me he regretted not having faced more than his vertigo. The view of the jungle to infinity is very striking on top of this pyramid!
the pyramid of Coba. 120 narrow steps-not-very-solid later (remember that the pyramid was built 200 AD!), Believe me he regretted not having faced more than his vertigo. The view of the jungle to infinity is very striking on top of this pyramid! eat again ...
After several minutes of sweat and quadriceps hardened we landed in front of a buffet .... beef. Pig. Chicken. Chile. Mexicans. No snakes, crocodiles, monkeys! Tour guides make funny jokes, to the delight of my father! Still, I have made this salsa with coriander and chilli ... habanero. You know, the one you burn in the throat for at least 25 minutes?
In Suzana
mixing in a few minutes later the bus (that there are potholes per square foot in the streets of Mayan villages), we Suzana landed in a Maya. Not everyone who wants to sleep in a hammock the toilet in a hole with soil and eat the pig that keeps its course ... While others took a picture inside the toilet (???), me, I was in awe of fruit trees that grew Suzana: avocado, papaya, coconut, pomegranate, noni, grapefruit, orange , banana, pineapple ... Ah! If I could eat these fruits directly from their tree every day.
Suzana shows us
how she made her embroidery
And then we went to eat (still eating) tortillas of "harina de maíz" in another Maya. Mmm! They were still warm. Nothing to do with those groceries, eh!
Now back in the freezer ... And at work! I have work to do. That's why I'm going to let a last look at this picture of the sea and enjoy the warmth it sends me (I am a poet in my spare time ...) Hasta la proxima
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