This blog is a chronicle of my work regarding the archaeological excavation history of Palenque, Mexico during the 1950's, and of the personalities of the people who worked there, such as Alberto Ruz.
Scattered throughout the site are places like these where tourists and vendors can sit in the shade to rest or to listen to the local guides. I am mapping these resting areas as well as areas where the vendors sell their wares. Many of these vendors are local Maya and wear the traditional Maya traje. They each need several square feet of ground to be able to lay out their goods for beautiful displays like this one.
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. - William Wordsworth
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