Cliff and Jeramie in front of the enormous monolith of Tlaloc, the rain god, which stands near the entrance to the museum.
As we were approaching the museum, I could hear the sound of flute and drum. I knew that the ritual of the "voladores" (flyers) was beginning. We hurried over to the area near the museum where a 90 foot pole stands. Four of the "voladores" had just hurled themselves from the pole, while the fifth participant remains on top of the pole playing the drum and flute. The flyers descend, revolving around the pole, as the rope connecting them unfurls.
After viewing the ritual, we entered the museum. As I mentioned in an earlier post, since the museum is so large, I was just going to give them a highlights tour. We saw artefacts from four of Mexico's pre-Hispanic civilizations, ending with the centerpiece of the museum, the "Mexica" (or Aztec) Hall.
In front of the Aztec Sun Stone
After about three hours "museum fatigue" was starting to set in, and we decided to return to the hotel. However, they had an overview of one of the great museums of the world.