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Something else just occurred to me that must have contributed to the sense of awe I got out of the natural settings of the Yucatan.

The distinction between ‘old growth’ and ‘new growth’ that exists elsewhere in the Americas-that phenomenon which causes nature lovers of the ( Read more... )

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Chichén Itzá, roughly translated: City of the Water Witches.

I spent most of the two and a half hour ride from Playa del Carmen to Chichén Itzá reading the Popol Vuh-one of the few surviving written works describing the beliefs of the Maya ancients. The dense, oppressive ( Read more... )

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Another true story.

I went into the western woods at sunset with only a compass: not a flashlight, not a bottle of water, not a coat.

It’s hard to say why. I had a vague idea of reaching the crest of the ridge, and seeing the last light fade from the valley. But what was I ( Read more... )