Have
you ever fantasised of placing your feet on a piece of land, on which no one had stepped before? Well I have, and in Mexico I feel closer to this accomplishment. Mexico itself is stepped in indigenous history but the european presence here is relatively young and i may be not be on fresh new land in practical terms but the land itself seems younger, a land free
from the heavy European history i am accustomed to. Tulum,
Palenque, Yaxchilan, a trip through vastly flat planes and a gradually growing jungle, ruins which they feel
like they have been abandon only months ago when in actuality they have been forgotten in the jungle for thousands of years. Deserted and neglected, the civilisation left behind many questions entangled in the thick vines of vegetation, but most importantly the best proof of
its existence, the very living indigenous people and culture of Mexico.
