Hawaii. I forgot.

Hawaii from the top of the world

Outlining my perceptionOahu

I visited the Big Island and promised myself to post a few of my favorite pictures that enter into my mind frequently.

This is a road that has been around since the beginning of time. The canopy of trees.

This set is of a few houses that stand unoccupied. Like living art pieces they wait for a touch of wind, for its greeting and a dance, swaying back on forth on weathered limbs. Or they become forgotten treasures burried under a sea of vines.

Uno de mi favoritos flores. Plumeria.

Agua Azul. y Cascada

This is Agua Azul located about an hour away from Palenque. The water is mineral thick with limestone deposits. The lime sticks onto logs, leaves, grasses and more. They pile up on each other and make these pools of light blue. It is amazing to see in real life but not nearly the same in photo form.

I was like flipper diving from one pool to the other. Officials wanted to kick me out of the park after crossing the line a few too many times, but then they looked behind them and saw a large crowd of people cheering me on and taking pictures. I wouldn't be surprised if you did not see it posted on the front page of every newspaper around the world.

Una Cascada. A waterfall that I forget the name of but en route to Agua Azul. I think it may have been the one used in the filming of the Last of the Mohicans.

La Venta

La Venta Park, Villahermosa, Tabasco

These critters were wild running everywhere. La Venta is one of the famous locations where the original Colossal Olmec heads were found.

The Olmec are said to be firsts, a civilization dated around 1400 BCE. The water ways throughout the gulf provided for passageways and an abundant uprising in population. The higher classes prized jade, obsidian and magnetite collected from Guatemala and near-by resources.

The Olmec favored animal portrayals in their art. The Jaguar was common amoung the pictures that I took in La Venta.

There is a baby in the arms of a man who wears the symbol of a jaguar on his head. This is said to be a tribute/sacrifice to the inbetween world.

This one I let borrow my bottle of shampoo...let me tell you, she felt like it had been thousands of years since the last wash.


Here is one of the colossal heads that continues to maintain its shape despite the out door museum. What a treat to see something of this magnitude; size and age, out in the open, like it has been since the day it was conceived.


Another underworld carving. Maybe an alter or table. This figure is holding onto a rope and features of the jaguar are carved into the face.

A few things in the jungle and the market.

I am not sure what was growing on this tree...But art is all around. I like to take long walks on the beach and then a sunset stroll on the peir.

Can you believe that this was in front of a 'Best Western'? Really.

My collection thus far.

"I like turtles"

Do you see anything that you would like?

My hair looks great in this weather. It's getting a little more blonde day by day.

This little guy has a missing leg. The Frenchies mistook him for a cookie perhaps.

He is as big as he looks.

Every once and awhile I am going to impress you with my skilz. My picture takin skilz. My conversational skilz. My library bilz. My digestion pilz. ??? Huh? "Who understands you Vita?"-Fatima.

Palenque 1

We arrived on bus after 3 hours. It was a fine ride but I forgot my towelllllll!!!!!!! That fine fabric that sucks every bit of moisture on your bod! After sobbing about my towel, and writing a melody about losing it on my ukulele we decided it was time to catch the $4 taxi to a little hostel village called El Penchan; two dinky restaurants and 4 or 5 different screened in Cabañas. The nights were spent working on self confidence while all the little women of the area make fine jewelery, have curls that would make a mermaid jealous and bodies straight from a place somewhere between runway models and cliff divers. Still paste white and littered with bug bites, we stayed in our room listening, evesdropping, and conversing with other dorm-mates. The peculiar thing about the dorm set-up was that each set of people had their own room with beds, but the ceiling was a shared screen to keep out the bugs but not the drunkened conversations in French and Australian. It was like something I could imagine a minute prison experience to be. No faces, just sounds. I think the Frenchies were on mind altering drugs, because they kept repeating the same fraise. "Do you have cookies?"

Non the less, dorm city was 4 kilometers from from Palenque and Palenque was MAGNIFICENT! The pictures do not serve this place justice, but I tried. Eat them up!

This is a view from another pyramid. In this shot you see the palace. In the interior there is a court where they received guests and prisoners. I jumped down into the court and I hope that I was received more as a guest than anything else...

I am holding this place together. I'm not sure what shape it in at this moment, now that I left it behind.

This is bellow the palace. Complete with the echo of dripping moisture, this was a place of secret passage ways and tombs.

Food!

What it looks like, on most every stand in the market, when choosing fruit. Beautiful colors, shapes and different types of earthly sweets both known and unknown to tourists. Durring this particular shot a man introduced himself using english and we talked a few sentences in exchange. In the end he wanted to guide us through the market. Although this could have been a treat to know more of the unknown, we were being guided by our own explorations.

Taco stand... all meat, but notice the beans in the corner! Just for me :)

These are a few up close shots of what it is like to see multitudes of treats vended along the side walks.

Emilee loved the little cone shapped ones. After 3 days, she turned into a cone herself. I was affraid, but there was an umpalumpa doctor on site. Yay for us all!!