Santo Tomas, Guatemala
Guatemala Friday,
March 18
Our
first peek at this country revealed mountains and lush greenery: the mainland
looked like most of the islands we’ve visited for the past…well, couple of
months! Luckily, we had scheduled a tour
through the ship that would take us to our first Mayan ruins and thus, away
from the water and into the culture of a new place for us.
We
boarded a nice airconditioned coach at half capacity due to Covid, so we
followed two other coaches that held the other guests who had chosen this
tour. It was a 90-minute drive along the
main highway going south-west from the pier. Although it was evident that
Guatemala is still developing, we were each presented with a colorful and
informative folded map which allowed us to orient ourselves while enjoying a
written tutorial of sights we won’t be seeing on this trip. Our tour director had a booming voice on the
microphone and used the entire 90 minutes to teach, to tell stories, and to get
us ready to see the Mayan statues (stelaes and zoomorphs) and to “read” some of
the hieroglyphs. It felt like being back
in Egypt, preparing to gaze at the ancient symbols and pictures of the Pharaohs.
Some
quick facts: the population is 8.5
million composed of 60% who are Mayan, 39% who are Mestizo, and about 1% are
white, with 24 languages spoken. Many
NGOs have stepped in to offer a hand up, to preserve the biodiversity, and to
keep the jungle alive. Our tour guide’s
house was built by Habitat For Humanity.
Positioned on more than one tectonic plate, Guatemala has three mountain
ranges, about 27 volcanoes with three still active, many rubber tree
plantations, seven coffee-producing areas, and extracts jade from the basalt.
We were
looking forward to our first visit to a Mayan ruins, the artistry dating from around
750 BC and documented to about 900 AD, and we were not disappointed. Our guide had tweaked our curiosity by
starting stories then stopping himself with, “Oh I need to wait with this until
we are there.” The heat and humidity hit
us as we got off the bus—it was 89 degrees and humidity index had to equal
it. Felt like Iowa in August! After the obligatory bus groups at a
restroom (two other buses from our ship due to Covid), our guide kept our group
together and started us through this info extravaganza. There are many, many Mayan ruins in Mexico
and connecting countries, and each has unique features; this was a city named
Quirigua’ (keer eh WAH) and boasts one of the largest plazas in the Mayan
World. A plaza is a flattened area within
the living areas where perhaps town festivities happened.
First
feasts for the eyes: lots of tall,
cylindrical sandstone formations pointing to the sky or squat sandstone mounds
with cuneiform or hieroglyphs on all sides of their surface. Not gathered together in a central area,
these were spread out over a couple acres of mown grass and each was covered
with its own open hut with wooden poles holding a protective grass roof
overhead, guarding against further erosion from the rain but open to wind and
at-arms-length viewing. Our guide had a
long bamboo pole with a long feather attached at the end which could gently
sweep over parts of the stelae as he spoke.
A visiting archeologist presented a major “ah HA” moment recently when
he proposed that the stelae on this site not only pointed toward the heavens,
but actually formed the map of Orion’s Belt!!!
Tall formations are called stelae (STEL uh) and round, squat formations
are called zoomorphs (ZOO oh morfs) because they are in the shape of—and have
carved artistry showing—an animal of import.
Large
mounds popped up in areas around the site, reminding me of supersized Effigy
Mounds. These are yet-to-be-excavated
areas but have to be uncovered in stages so as to keep intact the stelae or
zoomorphs underneath: the overgrown trees must first be taken away, the land
needs to rest, the next layer is stripped, the land must rest, etc. etc. until
the long ago sandstone can be safely revealed.
Hastening
from meager shade to meager shade (and grateful beyond words for shade!), we
listened to what scholars believe to be the stories of this long ago city. Dating to the Early Classical Period, it is
thought to have been established by Copan’
(ancient Honduras) to control the Motagua River trade route. Huh.
Some things never change. Images
carved into the historical stone have been revealed as an exact calendar, once
jade-bejeweled faces and costumes, blood-red embellishments and symbols that
are not about violence but about blessings.
The tallest stelae depicts the God of the Corn (our guide mentioned the
movie “Children of the Corn” and “we have a family from Iowa on this trip” as
he pointed out the corn in husk, the dangling silks, and then he referred to
the fable of the Great Fox Story which explains the origin of the white corn
used for their tortillas.
One of
the zoomorphs initially looks like a tortoise, but upon close examination is a
jaguar with spots. Some of us climbed
the tall steps up to the city and its large plaza, marveling at the surviving
structure, picturing the inside of their homes, and getting a big picture
overview of this UNESCO World Heritage Site that is carefully saved in the
middle of a HUGE banana plantation.
Our
enthusiastic guide kept us entertained for most of the 90 minute ride back and
even bribed us to ask questions by handing out woven bracelets and tiny woven
packets as souvenirs of the colorful artistry from the island.
Before
re-boarding our ship, we wandered over to the harbor building which had lots of
woven handicrafts, wooden articles and jade jewelry. We were encouraged to bargain but it
challenged our hearts to see these people who could really benefit from a small
boost in their economy.
Back to air conditioning and our every-afternoon libation of a diet Coke. Ahhhh.
I finally got caught up with your adventures. Having so much fun reading. You’re getting a lot of Caribbean time. As for me I am in the next production at the Andria theater, Dirty, Rotten Scoundrels, the musical. It’s quite fun and I have a part that is different from anything I’ve ever done before, especially the nun I’ve played the last 2 shows. I get to have a fling and in this case it is with a younger man. It’s making it rather interesting but having lots of fun. “Andre” has a beautiful voice and I’m really enjoying singing with him.
ReplyDeleteThis is definitely a trip of a lifetime. I am so glad you have been able to travel in spite of all of the craziness surrounding all of us in these times. God bless you both. Safe travels. I'm traveling to my new home in Marion in April. Hope to see you some time after your trip is done.
ReplyDeleteThis is Georgiann by the way.
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