Then four hours by first class bus to San Cristobal de las Casas, Mexico,
charming, colonial, fast moving. Hotel Cerrrillo, watching The Academy
Awards, trying to listen to one language, not three, lips, English, Spanish
interpretation. Can't do it. We miss most of the Jon Daley jokes,
but enjoy the awards, for we have seen most of the movies honored. Next,
A PROFOUND PLACE
San Juan Chamula
The church appears to be a Catholic Cathedral, but, it is not. The only
Catholic ceremony taking place there is baptism.
Thousands of candles. No exaggeration. Thousands
Each placed by a devout person or family, who kneels, chants, worships,
oblivious to the several hundred tourists.
Candles heated at the bottom, and stuck to the floor, after pine needles
moved out of the way
Workers watching for fire in the needles, removing old candles
No photographs allowed
Candle smoke everywhere
Tourists everywhere
No other religion permitted in the county.
Evangelicals politely asked to leave, then encouraged to leave, then forced
to leave
62,000 people live this way, with this church as their center
No services, some special celebrations during the year
No pastor or minister, but elders who administer, and healers who meet
with families, on the hard floor, with the candles
John, eyes 8 inches above the tops of every head, having the view of a
barber
Chichi buys candles, we kneel, we feel, we cry.
A profound memory
Day trip to El Canyon del Sumidero near Tuxtla Gutierrez.
Fine experience, outstanding for those never having seen The Grand
Canyon.
Back to San Cristobal, then to Palenque by first class bus, with movie.
Next, back to Flores, by cambi (small van holding 15), to the border,
by launcha to Guatemala, by cambi (same size) to Flores, windows open, dust
everywhere, 25 persons inside, two on top, frequent stops. Most difficult
ride ever. Relaxing night, and back to Rio Dulce, by first class bus, with
movie.