last ruins for us
We drove into Coba around lunchtime. After picking up an old woman who was walking in the rain (and dropping her off down the road,) we pulled into the ruin sites entrance. And boy was it pouring!
Once inside the park, we had the choice to either rent bicycles and pedal ourselves to the ruins, rent bicycles and pay somebody ELSE to pedal us, or walk. We walked... and noticed that the folks who were getting pedaled around didn't look us in the eye and looked a little guilty. Hmmm.
Well the rain broke just as we approached the base so we made a break for it.
Huffed and puffed our way up... and the view wasn't bad!
We descended at just the right time because it started to POUR just as we reached the pile we left at the bottom...
On the way out of the town, we came across these 3 boys with a crocodile. One boy had a raw chicken tied to a string. He would toss it out and the croc would snap at it, but when it readjusted its bite, the boy whipped the chicken out with the use of the string. Put on a pretty good and decidedly dangerous show for us. The other two boys insistantly asked "propina, propina?" Tips?