Pre-departure thoughts

Tour of San Juan Chamula and Zinacantan led by the wonderful Mercedes Hernandez Gomez (with the umbrella).
1995
It has been 17 years since we first fell in love with the colonial mountain town of San Cristóbal de las Casas.  Zapatistas still roamed the countryside; Bonampak and Yaxchilán were still only accessible via a dirt road; and tourists could climb Palenque's Temple of the Inscriptions and descend into Pakal's tomb.   How much has changed?   Well, the Zapatistas are no longer a threat (Zapatista t-shirts and paraphernalia are ubiquitous - so we hear) and Palenque's majestic Temple of the Inscriptions now can only be gazed upon, not tread upon.
San Juan Chamula - 1995
But what else?  We are off to Chiapas to see.

We fly out Newark on United (formerly Continental), change planes in Houston and then board a direct flight into Tuxtla Gutiérrez.  That's new.  Before, to get to Tuxtla one had to navigate Mexico City's airport for a connecting flight.  Now we get to bypass all that. 

I have brought a small, paperback copy of Graham Greene's "The Lawless Roads": an account of his travels through Mexico during the 1930's.  The Mexican government had closed the Catholic churches.  He was going as sort of as a spy (for the Cathoic church) to report on current conditions.  His ultimate goal: San Cristóbal de las Casas ("Las Casas", as he calls it).  It is our goal too. 

We will spend the rest of Semana Santa (Wednesday through Sunday) in San Cristóbal.  And at the same hotel - Hotel Rincón del Arco - where stayed in 1995.  Seventeen years ago we paid about $25US for a room.  Now, it's a little dearer - about $70US a night.  Then on to Palenque, or Comitán, or Yaxchilán, or maybe even take in a swing on a zip-line swing over the falls of El Chiflón.   Follow us and find out.
Palenque - 1995