Villahermosa, Tabasco - Mexico
"There is no end to the adventures we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open."
Well, once again it started in Limbo (aka LAX Tom Bradley International Terminal). From there we embarked on a journey that was not even half the distance but nonetheless managed to surpass our infamous Air India flight to Athens in overall exasperation and discomfort. (We took heart, however, in that previous experience has proven the gnarlier the departure, the better the trip.)
Functioning on only two hours of sleep or not, we arrived in Villahermosa ready for adventure and highly anticipating the sight of Portia and Ben's familiar faces. After some very special one-on-one attention from the customs agents (we were the only international travelers on the flight from Mexico City), we emerged into the clinging heat and into the welcoming embrace of my soul sistah and her equally soul-ish lovah (if you will)! Having arrived in Villahermosa a few days prior, they were able to spare our sleep-deprived brains the exertion of decision-making, saavily negotiating a taxi back to the hotel and a good spot to enjoy some yummy, authentic Mexican cuisine.
(A little backstory for those of you not priorly informed: Portia, one of my very bestest friends, and her boyfriend Ben are in Mexico for her spring semester. They have agreed to tramp about the jungle and contemplate the mysteries of the Maya with us for Easter break.)
After freshening up at the hotel and briefly contemplating rigging a zip line to get into the swimming pool on the roof across the way, we headed off to Parque Museo de La Venta. A lushly green and sprawling complex full of windy trails crossed by looping vines that allows one to entertain Indiana Jones fantasies without the risk of booby traps, the parque includes a nice zoo, but is most famous for its "ginormous" stone Olmec heads.
The Olmec were the earliest (known) culture in Mexico, followed by the Zapotec, Maya, Toltec and Aztec cultures (most prevalently, anyway). They are considered to have been the most peaceful and, by some accounts, vegetarian and extraterrestrial. (As I am both vegetarian and extraterrestrial, naturally I was highly anticipating seeing the remnants of such an obviously wise and great people.)
The tour began a little dry from an energetic standpoint with reproductions of statues from other archeological sites, but as we made our way along the vegetation-choked paths and each turn revealed progressively more dramatic and impactful stone monuments, I was not disappointed. The most profound and deeply affecting was Monument 4 ("The Old Warrior"), one of the colossal heads. Roughly as tall as Ben (6') and similar in all around size to my Dodge neon, he was indeed colossal! The path led directly towards him, face-on, providing an intense and eerie sense of eye contact as you approached. Standing in front of him, I was level to his third eye, which appeared patched and was therefore pronounced. (We contemplated whether they were covering up something that was there or whether a chunk of his forehead had fallen out and some kindergarteners had attempted to patch things up a bit.)
There were signs everywhere depicting angry-faced statues with hands reaching towards them that stated "No Torca" (no touching), but Ben and I (what rebels!) both felt compelled beyond understanding to touch The Old Warrior.
The minute I pressed my palm to the stone, my mind was flooded with images akin to the code seen in The Matrix movies, vertically scrolling symbols. They were white against a starry backdrop, and I immediately thought, "Star Codes." It is speculated that the Olmec heads are depictions of their gods (and that their size represents the extent to which these deities were idolized), but the knowing engulfed me very distinctly then that they are carriers of cosmic consciousness. (It was also impressed upon me that they used tonal frequencies- sound- to move the colossal stones, some of which came from very, very, very far away by ancient standards.)
Sadly the parque was near closing time so we had to keep moving and I did not have the opportunity to delve further into my impressions, but The Old Warrior's vibration remained with me.
Today we are off to Palenque, roughly 2 hours by bus, to see the ruins there. Though Villahermosa is very nice and the locals extremely accommodating (we American tourists are apparently quite rare here- we literally turn heads!), it will be nice to get out of the city.
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