We took a bumpy, dangerous van ride down to Pac Chen and Cobá. Pac Chen was an actual Mayan village. There, we hiked through a rainy jungle, rapelled 45 feet down into a 50-foot deep cenoté filled with bats. Then we took a zip line over a cayman-infested lake followed by a canoe ride, an authentic Mayan lunch, then on to climb the pyramid at Cobá, the tallest Mayan temple in the Yucatán.

 

"A little further back."

Top of Coba's big pyramid.

We're going down there? Our tour group work up their nerves to descend into the dark unknown.

The crotch harness was a lot easier on the women. Eventually you landed in a deep, clear pool full of blind catfish that fed on the berrys dropped by the bats that flew around inside.

Leap of faith. The zip line back to the village. We had to take a running jump off of this 50-foot cliff.

Ahh, No danger here.

Me, looking for gators.

Yo! B-ball Mayan style. Players weren't allowed to touch the rubber ball with their feet or hands. They sometimes played this ball game for days. The captain of the winning team was sacrificed and it was considered an honor! Perhaps it's what created athletic salary caps.

We're going up that? The Big Pyramid was very steep and lawsuity*. Lucky for us, the steps were wider than the ones at the other pyramids.   *Lawsuity (lau-suit-tea) Adj., Causing litigation and a court trial to ascertain damages caused by neglect on the part of the party being sued. See: Alex's Dictionary of Made-up Words.

"Take the picture! The mosquitos are eating me alive!"