The last time it happened, I was in Mexico, in the Mayan temple of Chichen Itza. After a long coach journey, and a beautiful swim in cold but crystal clear cenote, we had arrived at the fabled temple complex; and were lucky enough to have one the best guides I have ever encountered.
He was of the native people and described – with great gentleness – how the spirit of what happened at the city-temple complex was gradually being lost.
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