Tulum’s ruins are not the best preserved, but their charm is undeniable. Set high upon a seaside cliff, a cool breeze wafts up from the waves to counter a scorching Mayan sun. There is no shade, and sometimes you can feel the rays of heat as they beat down the nape of your neck, singeing the tips of your unprotected ears.
The temples and buildings are set spaciously, comfortable distances apart, and most can be viewed from all sides. It minimizes the need to crowd around, and there’s plenty of time for seflies before the tour groups descend at 11 AM.
I’ve never been a huge fan of ruins because there’s a reason they’re called ruins. The structures hold so many secrets, but they are stories that failed the test of time. Lost are the intricate carvings that once adorned iconic structures like this Temple of the Stella, which has been reduced to walls and a single arch.
Still, there are hints of a once-splendid civilization, as resplendent rays of sunshine burrow between the rocks. They backlight and they highlight, and you can almost imagine the simple, blissful lives of the people who once called these buildings home. But the best attractions are rarely man-made – make sure you have a swimsuit to check out this beach beneath the cliffs.
No comments:
Post a Comment