balam

So I saw these dark jaguar heads (balám) and HAD to buy one. I haggled with the guy and finally got it for 120 Pesos.
So Ginger and I had fun with it, but it was not all that fun lugging it back home. Then I got home and had nowhere to put it. I mean nowhere. Every extra space in my camper is crammed full of stuff I just can't live without. So, I gave it to Daddy. I sort of thought he'd like it when I first saw it, and he does.
This last picture is from the museum. I just find it really strange. It is old and from Ek Balám. It doesn't look like a Maya person to me. It looks more like my friend Michael. Weird, huh?