After most of the day spent in a prone or at least sitting position, we walked up the road to Tulum Ruins, the site of a Mayan settlement perched on a low cliff-edge looking out to the Caribbean. Normally, the remains of Mexico’s pre-Columbian cities are buried in jungle or on arid plains, but the location of Tulum is gorgeous: facing a deep blue watery horizon, with dense green jungle for a back garden.
It was abandoned after the Spaniards came and there’s not a lot left of it now, aside from a modest Castillo and a few other crumbling buildings, but it still impresses. As do the iguanas which are everywhere, doing very little, just sitting, looking suitably ancient. They’ve seen it all before.