Sunrise on Sunday, January 12
We spent the morning doing boat chores. At around 1000, Eric went up to the marina office and saw three raccoon-like creatures in the parking lot!
At about 1215, we headed out to lunch. There were three people standing under a tree in the parking lot, looking intensely up at something. Eric and Keith kept walking, but Christi stopped to see what they were looking at. It was a sloth!
Continue readingSunrise on January 6, 2024
in the morning, the swells were about 4 feet and coming from two different directions: on the nose and on the starboard right quarter, so we were both hobby-horsing and lurching. The intervals between the swells had increased, too, adding to the discomfort. The good news was that the wind was light at about 4-knots, so wind waves were small.
It was miserably hot again, so we ran the AC for most of the day to help minimize the discomfort. We had a pod of dolphins come to play for a while. Christi saw a turtle.
Dawn on Saturday, January 4
We were up early and had Kosmos ready for sea by the time the authorities arrived at 0830. We’d thought it would only be a dog and handler doing a last-minute inspection to make sure we weren’t smuggling anything out. However, a team of four people plus one dog arrived.
Friday, January 4 continued… We hopped into the car and drove a short distance through town of Tuxtla Chico to the main highway. We passed a herd of goats wandering the streets.
A very short way down the highway, Miguel turned into a driveway and parked. He announced we were at the historical Mayan ruins. Directly ahead of us was a small pyramid.
We realized that since the Mayan ruins were literally on the outskirts of town, that meant that Tuxtla Chico has been an established town for thousands of years.
Continue readingSunrise, Friday, January 3
Miguel picked us up from the marina at 0800. We drove for about 45-minutes to a town named Tuxtla Chico, but Miguel kept referring to it by its nickname, Chocolate Town. Along the way, Miguel chatted non-stop, explaining to us what we were seeing along the ways (what each of the buildings were, what produce was being farmed, what kinds of trees were along the road, etc.) and about Mexico’s economy, history and culture. Miguel was a history buff and enthusiastic about his own heritage, making him a wealth of information.
Our first stop was a park that was a tribute to the town’s Mayan heritage. In the middle of the park was a sculpture depicting a ring and a black ball, which were the components of a game that the Mayans played. In the game, the ball was made of rubber (rubber trees grew in the area). Embedded into the ground around the sculpture was a ring made of small stones that had etchings at regular intervals.
