Mexico Day Two. We were treated to a day of Mexican history beginning with the Teotihuac¡n Ruins. These were founded around 200 B.C.E. and ended around 700 C.E. The history was a way to help us understand the country better. I think it was effective when looking at the class structure that still exists today between those of indigenous descent and those of Spanish descent.
Here I am at the Temple of the Serpent (I think). In the background is the Temple of the Sun. It was very exciting to climb to the top of that temple, especially at this altitude. The steps are very steep. My new good friend Alyson took this picture. Thanks Alyson.
These are a few of my fellow travelers. They are people of action, dedicated to their communities as mayors, educators, and just generally people who wanted to help others achieve their potential. I felt privileged to be counted among them.
A view from the top.
A view from the plaza.
These were figures from the museum of Nacional Athropologia. I was particularly struck with these because they represent the spirits of woman who had died in childbirth. Their hands are clenched and faces haunted with unfulfilled promises. They are said to make the sun set and to haunt the living children as they seek what was lost to them. Grief is universal.