The Mayan Ruins of Copan (or, why you should never hire me to be your tour guide…)

Copan, Honduras is best known for it’s mass of Mayan ruins. I wandered the grounds one morning with some new friends and we opted against a tour guide so that we could explore at our own pace. Throughout the day I decided to play tour guide, offering up the multitude of knowledge that can only come from looking around, reading signs, and making shit up.

Here are some facts about the Mayan ruins of Copan that you should probably know…

 

1. One of the leaves in Copan is poisonous, though I can’t tell you which one. I’m pretty sure it changes every day. So you should probably be safe and not touch any leaves.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

2. The Mayans played a game with a giant ball. It was probably like dodge ball. The loser was sacrificed.


Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

3. Copan is home to the Mayaness Monster. If you watch the water closely, you may be able to see him.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

4. The Mayans were known for their advanced metalwork.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

5. This is the Hieroglyphic stairway. It was build by the ancient Mayans in 1992.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

6. The Mayans invented electricity.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

7. Mayans really liked their soda.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

8. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were actually Mayans.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

9. Most of the ruins were torture chambers where criminals were locked up and set on fire.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

 

10. You might want to hire a real tour guide if you actually care about facts.

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Mayan ruins of Copan in Honduras

Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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