Palenque Ruins

El Panchan was just a 15-minute colectivo ride away from the Palenque ruins. Frankie and I wandered around this beautiful site for hours, exploring and climbing everything we could. The tranquility of the place added to the beauty as we were two of only a handful of tourists there.

After a while, we noticed the sun had been hiding behind the clouds a little too long and decided to head home. But, instead of hopping onto another colectivo, we chose to walk for over an hour along the windy roads surrounded by jungle, with the rain thundering down, soaking us to the bone, and the howler monkeys screaming in the distance. In spite of this, I once again caught myself in one of those moments where I realised I was truly and overwhelmingly happy.


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