Almost the entire city of Izamal is painted this dust yellow ("From dust you came and to dust shall you return") for when the Pope came to visit. Izamal's other weird bit is that there is a whole complex of pyramids here, and the Spanish just build their town and monastery around them. They poke out of people's back yards rather unexpectedly.
Cross-country we passed a palm truck. They are bringing the palm fronds to use in roofing.
Ek'Balam was a fun little set of ruins. The main "pyramid" isn't really a true pyramid at all, but an acropolis that originally had a lot of these little buildings on it that you see here. It's still as tall as the pyramid at Chichén Itzá (about 96 feet), and Nevarra and I ran up and then slowly came back down.
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