Travelblog LA#30: Mexico City Part 1 (Templo Mayor & Museums) – Mexico

 11th – 15th September, 2023

 

Mexico. The final lap of this trip that I began over six months ago. Out of all the countries in Latin America, this is a big one, so I am looking forward to it. I have about seven weeks to explore, and my first stop is its capital city.

I arrived in the early evening, and – after catching an Uber and climbing five flights of stairs – was pleased to see that my hostel had a nice view of the city, overlooking the Regina Coeli Parish. I didn’t do much that first evening as I was tired and needed to get my bearings. I drew out some money and grabbed some food, but mostly just stayed in my hostel. It was the following morning that I started exploring, and did so by walking through the nearby historic centre (also known as Zocalo).

By a fortunate coincidence, I had come to Mexico City on the week of its Independence Day celebrations, and I witnessed preparations being made. Much of the main plaza was cordoned off, stages were being built, and decorations were draped across the facades of buildings. There was even a little village of tents – which I was not quite sure was made of people trying to claim their spaces early, or protestors, but when I returned a couple of days later, they had all vanished.

After soaking up the plaza, I went for a quick walk around the Metropolitan Cathedral whilst on my way to the main attraction that day; Templo Mayor.

This site – also known as Huēyi Teōcalli – is one of the most historically significant places in all of Mexico, but it isn’t as known as the likes of Teotihuacan or Chichen Itza. Mexico City is built upon the foundations of Tenochtitlan, the capital of the Aztec Empire, which was made out of a network of causeways forming a grid upon a lake. The design was sacred, and many of Huēyi Teōcalli’s features represented duality between the earth and sky. It was situated at the nexus of this amphibious city, where the main causeways met, and thus – to the Aztecs and other inhabitants – it was the centre of the cosmos.

It is, admittedly, not the most photogenic out of all the ruins that I have seen. Many of the edifices were dismantled by the colonists to build the Zocalo we know today, and then the foundations were buried beneath the earth for hundreds of years until they were rediscovered in 1978.

What this place may lack in terms of intact structures, it has more than made up for in archaeology. During excavations, it was discovered that – much like the Mayans – these peoples had a habit of adding new layers to their religious buildings over the generations and this happened seven times. On each occasion, statues, stuccos, offerings, and other artefacts were buried with the structures, preserving them. Sometimes they were even placed in special boxes made of stone.

The on-site museum is where most of the visitors end up spending most of their time once they have finished wandering through the remains of the foundations, and it is where the real treasures of this place are.

Some of the highlights – for me – included:

These stone knives. They are made from flint (with other precious stones as decorations to symbolise teeth and eyes). These are believed to have been used mostly for ritual purposes, including human sacrifice.

Several ceramic pots depicting Tlaloc, the god of rain.

This Olmec mask was probably what made the biggest impression on me. There are many artefacts here that are possibly more complex, but I like the refined simplicity of it. Also, this is one of the oldest finds, as the Olmecs were the earliest known civilisation in Mesoamerica – predating the Tenochtitlan by hundreds of years. Findings like this hint that the Aztecs – and other latter civilisations – were aware of the Olmecs, and perhaps even venerated them.

And this huge and iconic monolith of Tlalcihuatl, an earth goddess, which was found at the foot of the site.

On my second day in Mexico City, I had originally planned to go to the world-renowned National Museum of Anthropology, which is based in the Chapultepec district (on an old hill that was sacred to the Aztec people but is now an urban park). When I arrived, however, I found the whole park and all of its museums and attractions closed. I saw men in uniform through the bars, so I am guessing it might have been something to do with the parade later this week.

So, upon hearing this news, I found myself looking at the Paseo de la Reforma – a famous avenue that runs through some of Mexico City’s most iconic civic features – and decided to walk down it.

Many people will recognise the Angel of Independence, but there were several other monuments across its breadth, including one for Cuauhtemoc, the last Aztec emperor.

Conveniently, this walk also brought me close to Alameda Central, which is not only the oldest public park in the city but also close to the Palacio de Bellas Artes.

This building is not just a museum but the architecture is a work of art in itself.

Because of a press event going on – which I am guessing, like most things I came across this week, was connected to the independence celebrations– many of the exhibitions were closed but I still got to go to the top floor which is what most people come here for because it is home to a collection of famous murals by artists such as Diego Rivera.

At one point I got to witness part of the press event. A crowd of people appeared and a public figure was interviewed in front of this iconic painting. There was also a swam of protestors at the edges. They let her finish her speech before chanting about their grievances.

I also went to the National Museum of Art, which was within yet another impressive building.

The exhibitions here are more diverse and vary from colonial to modern, sculpture, and many others.

And my final visit that day was to the Museum of World Cultures. As named, it features lots of exhibitions concerning cultures from around the world. It is perhaps a little generalist, but it is free to enter so worth a wander if you have some spare time. Many of its display items are recreations rather than originals – or at least I assume so, as I suspect this place would be a much bigger deal if this was the original Code of Hammurabi.

On my third day, I finally made it to the National Museum of Anthropology, the crowning jewel of Mexico’s museums and the one I was most looking forward to.

I will try to condense the entire day that I spent here as succinctly as I can handle when in my geek mode.

This place is very big, and it is almost impossible to go through all of its exhibitions in a single day so many people are tactical about which parts they go to.

The first section is about the evolution of the human species. If you are someone who has studied this – even at an amateur level – you probably won’t find out anything new here (in fact you may find some of the information a bit outdated). If you haven’t studied this subject but are interested I would highly recommend this as an introduction.

If you go upstairs from the exhibition about human evolution, there are some exhibitions concerning the contemporary indigenous cultures within Mexico. This is quite fascinating but if you are here for more ancient history and artefacts, you might find your time better focussed elsewhere.

It was when I reached the exhibition concerning Teotihuacan that I found myself becoming enthralled. Not only does this place feature many amazing artefacts excavated from the site.

But it is also home to many original towering monoliths.

As well as some historical reconstructions of what they believe parts of this acropolis to have looked like, such as this façade of the Temple of the Feathered Serpent.

You can even walk inside it to see some of the original remains of human sacrifices that were found within.

This exhibition also features reconstructions of what they believe some of the inner courtyards to have looked like, with murals painted on the walls.

In many ways, this museum works as a great introduction to many of the historic sites in Mexico, and I am glad that I came here before visiting Teotihuacan itself, as I believe I will now be able to better contextualise it and picture what it made have looked like in my mind’s eye when I go.

And it is not just Teotihuacan, either. Adjacent to this exhibition is another concerning some of the smaller civilisations which rose in prominence in the power vacuum that appeared once Teotihuacan fell, such as Xochicalco.

I also spent quite some time exploring the exhibition concerning the Oaxaca civilisation, as I will be venturing to that region soon and exploring some of its sites.

The Maia are, of course, well-represented with an entire exhibition dedicated to them.

As well as some of the lesser-known civilisations that existed in the Gulf Coast and the Baja California Peninsula.

But, out of all of them, a particular highlight for me was – once again – their section on the Olmecs. This place is home to a couple of the enigmatic heads this older and mysterious civilisation left behind.

As well as many other artefacts, which are – once again – somewhat more simplistic than those of the latter civilisations, but have a breathtaking finesse. I am finding myself becoming increasingly fascinated by them.

No matter where your particular interests lay, some other highlights that are not to be missed at this museum include:

The Mexica Exhibit located in a large room at the far end of the courtyard. It is here that many of the larger sculptures found in the area around Mexico City are located.

Including the famous Aztec Sunstone.

A reproduction of the Tomb of Pakal the Great, as it was found within the Temple of Inscriptions in Palenque (another place I will be visiting during my time in Mexico).

And this amazing serpentine mask, decorated with jade and other precious stones. These were often found placed upon the faces of the dead in Mesoamerica. This one is believed to have been a warrior.

This is the end of this entry concerning my time in Mexico City, but stay tuned for part two which will cover the Independence Day celebrations and my visit to Teotihuacan.

 

For more photos of amazing artefacts, art, and other sites around Mexico City, click here.

 

Travelblog LA#29: Irazú Volcano, Manuel Antonio National Park & Venado Island – Costa Rica

3rd – 9th September, 2023

 

Note; this blog is a continuation of my previous entry where I gave an account of my stay in the Puriscal region of Costa Rica. Throughout the time covered in this blog I am still (mostly) based in Puriscal, but I went on some day trips with my friend Juan.

 

Irazú Volcano

This is the highest volcano in the whole of Costa Rica, and it is said that on a clear day you can see both the Pacific and Atlantic oceans from its summit. We were perhaps a little unlucky in that regard – as the weather that day didn’t allow for any panoramas – but I do not consider us unfortunate. It was a nice, refreshing, atmospheric walk, and watching the mist draft across the various craters was a novelty.

This volcano has erupted over twenty times since its first recording in 1723, the most famous being when it showered Costa Rica’s capital in ash during John F. Kennedy’s visit in 1963. It has been almost thirty years since the last occasion but I suspect this is one to watch out for as most of its incidents have been explosive.

If you go to this place you are almost certainly going to pass by Cartago, which is Costa Rica’s former capital (and there are some gorgeous views along the way). As far as colonial cities go it isn’t very well preserved so it doesn’t hold up to the likes of Antigua or Granada, but we did make a stop along the way to have a little walk around the main plaza and its cathedral; both of which were quite charming.

 

Manuel Antonio National Park

Basing myself in Puriscal has meant that most of my time in Costa Rica has been a bit off the beaten track but as soon as Juan’s car approached this park I knew I was back in on the tourist trail when we passed lots of gringos, international restaurants, and souvenir shops. This is not a critique. Some places are popular for a reason, and this is one of them. It was just a very noticeable transition.

In many ways, this place reminded me of Tayrona National Park in Colombia, as it is essentially a sprawl of gorgeous tropical beaches surrounded by jungle, all connected by paths and boarded walkways. During our walks along the trails we saw lots of wildlife, including some white-faced cappuchins.

Howler monkeys.

Sloths.

Iguanas.

Deer.

And this green snake, as well as a few other things.

The beaches were all very picturesque.

And there were also some nice sights to be seen along the walkways through the jungle.

A nice little addition to the day was that – after exploring the park – we got back into the car, and Juan drove to a secret beach nearby. I was not too far away but almost empty, and it being a bit off the beaten track meant that he could drive onto the beach and park up by the edge of the trees. We got a pair of camping chairs out, had a swim, and drank a few beers while enjoying the view.

It turned out that this place was also quite good for wildlife too. Not only did we see another sloth, but one of the locals alerted us to another creature lurking not too far away. I am not quite sure what it is, but happy for people to tell me if they do.

 

Venado Island

This was something that Juan organised. I had mentioned to him that I was interested in going to the Nicoya peninsular, and he remembered that a friend had recently recommended a place to stay on one of the more remote islands in this area: Cabinas La Loma on Venado Island.

So, Juan drove to Puntarenas, from which we took a ferry, and then it was just a short drive to a little dock where our host – Esteban – picked us up.

Esteban was a great host. Happy to tell us all about the area and its attractions. He also stopped off by some of the mangrove forests on the way to look at the birds resting in the trees.

Among them were frigates: a species I have not seen since I visited the Galapagos five years ago.

When we reached the shore of his village, it was a short walk up a little hill to reach his hostel. We had our own little cabin with a view of the coast, and the communal area featured an outdoor dining table, hammocks, and a pool.

It is a family-run business so it was his wife who cooked us our meals – all of which were local seafood and delicious – and after eating lunch we went for a walk around the island.

It took us a couple of hours, in all, and we passed by little villages lined with fishing boats, mangrove forests, and beaches. By the time we got back, we were happy to just relax by the pool and enjoy the sunset.

The following morning Esteban took us on a little tour on his boat. The first hour or so was exploring some of the mangrove forests to see what birds we could find, which included pelicans, cormorants and roseate spoonbills.

And then afterwards we went to another remote island called Caballo, where we had a little swim at the shore and a walk around its village.

After that, we went back to the cabin, packed up our things and made our way back to the mainland. I had just two more nights more nights left in Costa Rica and I was happy to spend them at Juan’s house and enjoy the view of the mountains of Puriscal. I mentioned in my last blog that my time in Costa Rica has felt more like a holiday than backpacking, but it has been a welcome respite to prepare me for the next stage of my journey. I will look back on my time here fondly, and I am also grateful to Juan for his hospitality.

My next destination is Mexico; the final country on this trip. I have two months to explore it, and I will be back to staying in hostels and living like a thrifty traveller.

 

Click on these hyperlinks to see more photos from Irazú, Manuel Antonio Park, and Venado Island.

 

Travelblog LA#28: Puriscal – Costa Rica

28th August – 2nd September, 2023

 

After my couple of days in San José, I moved on to the Puriscal, a region within the mountains to the south of the capital.

This will be where I will base myself for the rest of my time in this country. I am very lucky to have a friend from here – Juan, who I met during my time in Colombia – and his offer to host me was one of the reasons that I decided to add both Costa Rica and Nicaragua to my itinerary. Costa Rica is the most expensive country in Central America and would usually be way beyond my budget, but having somewhere to stay made it much more affordable.

The Puriscal region isn’t spoken of much in the travel guides. Many gringos pass through here on their way to Turtle Island or Manual Antonio National Park, but there aren’t many hotels or other such tourist trappings. It is campesino territory; a place where generations of rural families have dwelled for generations, and life moves slowly. The climate is temperate, with warm days and cool nights, and the frequent rains mean that the mountains are covered in lush vegetation.

These next two weeks will feel more like a holiday than backpacking, and to be honest, it is a welcome respite after being on the road for several months. This is not to mean that I have been doing nothing. I spent my first few days exploring around the hills close to Juan’s home – as there are plenty of rewarding trails in his village. Most of the trails are dirt track roads that snake between the farms, lined with fruit trees and coffee plantations.

And I also soon realised that this area is a haven for birdlife. Not only can plenty be spotted whilst out on walks but also from simply watching from Juan’s balcony.

On my fourth day, the two of us went on a road trip to the Pacific coast. There are lots of little seafood restaurants at the little coves here, and we stopped at one of them for a couple of beers before having a walk along a quiet beach dotted with fishing boats and pelicans perched on the rocks.

We also passed by some of the beaches in the area around Jaco, which is a famous resort town. With it being low-season, it was somewhat quieter than usual.

And just outside of town we also stopped at a little mirador close to some trees where we saw yet more birds, including a group of scarlet macaws.

And then, at the end of the day, a place called Peñón de Guacalillo, where one can watch the waves crashing against the cliffs. Videos of this can be seen by looking at my Google album. It was the perfect end to the day.

Another day trip we made was to the area around a village called Mastatal, where there are several attractions. We started by going for a walk around La Cangreja National Park which has a trail that follows the Rio Negro through lush rainforest.

There are lots of little waterfalls there, and we also saw plenty of birds, frogs and snakes.

In the afternoon we went to Las Gemelas, which are a pair of large waterfalls within a valley.

This is also technically within the La Cangreja National Park (around twenty-five percent of Costa Rica is protected land), but access to this part of it is controlled by a campesino family. As many of you know, I am not a big fan of natural features being privatised, but in this case, it has been done benevolently. The family who own it have looked after their land well and have a respect for nature and conservation. They have turned it into an enjoyable place for visitors by making a series of trails and extra features, such as miradors overlooking the valley.

And they also offer discounted access if you pay for both entry and have lunch there, which was a nice way to finish off the afternoon. This is the view that we enjoyed from their restaurant area.

Besides these two-day trips and some local hiking, the rest of my first week in this area has been spent relaxing and enjoying the scenery. It is the rainy season, so come in the late afternoons and evenings. Watching them play out from Juan’s balcony has often been a magical experience, especially when the mist comes and clouds up everything.

As well as some sublime sunsets.

I have another week to go here and during it, we are planning to make some trips that go a bit further afield. These I will cover in my next blog.

 

For more photos from my time in the Puriscal region, click here.