Well, I did wake up in time for my 3:20am pickup to do a sunrise day trip in Tikal. (Actually I was outside by 3:17am, but the guy was early! Which is basically unheard of in Central America. He ended up coming back for me though, so it was no big deal.) Its about a hour drive from Flores (where I was staying) to Tikal (the Mayan ruins). So we started out 40 minute hike at about 4:20am. (This was my second hike through a jungle in the pitch dark. I really wish I would have brought my headlamp or even a flashlight!) My group made it to the top of Temple 4, which is the tallest temple in the complex, and then just basically sat there and sort of meditated/slept.
As luck would have it, the sunrise was horrible. It was incredibly foggy, so we could only see about 30 feet in front of us. I saw that it got lighter, but had no idea which direction the sunshine was even coming from. (Everytime I’ve ever woken up for a sunrise, it has always been a cloudy day. What’s up with that?!) It wasn’t a totally lose though. The jungle started waking up around us as the sun came up. First, we heard some birds. Then the howler monkeys started growling and marking their territory. Howler monkeys are actually really intimidating sounding animals. They sound more like a jaguard roaring or a dinosaur growling. So it was really cool listening to them howling in stereo from all parts of the jungle.
After chilling out on top of the temple for a while, we did our tour around the ruins. Tikal was basically the New York City of 1500 years ago. There were 250,000 to 300,000 people living within the city and there were 1,000’s of buildings in the city. (Most of them haven’t been cleared yet, but there are at least 20-30 temples and ancient ruins to look at and climb around.) The tour guide was great, and told us a lot of interesting stuff about the ruins.
I was back to my hotel by about noon, but was so tired after hiking around the ruins for about 7 hours. So I basically just hung out in Flores and had another mid-day siesta. (My sleeping patterns are such a mess now.) I decided to take the 5am shuttle to Belize City the next day (I thought I didn’t really need to sleep in until 7:30). Unfortunately, my alarm on my watch gave out, so I woke up at 4:53am with only 7 mintues to go. I had already packed and set out my clothes, so I made it outside by about 4:59. This time the shuttle was about 40 mintues late, so all of that rushing around was for nothing. But at least I made the shuttle. I’m in San Pedro, Belize now and am enjoying the last few days of my trip around Central America.