Of
course, being who I am, as soon as the tour guide turned me loose I
headed in the opposite direction from the rest of the group, toward the
woods. The Yucatan Peninsula is covered with dry, scrub forest
due to very thin topsoil over limestone. Trees were short, and
many were legumes --- presumably the poor soil gives trees that can
make their own nitrogen an advantage. Butterflies abounded, as
did huge iguanas that had taken up residence in the abandoned rooms all
around the ruins. Swallows soared and chittered, Africanized
honeybees gathered pollen in the grass, and Mark and I sat in the shade
and lived Uxmal.
This post is part of our Moundville and Cruise to Mexico honeymoon
series.
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