Imagine yourself in the middle of a tropical night, walking slowly along the stucco path that is only visible because of its pale color, partly reflected in the moonlight. Above, the heavenly skies show off its jewels: stars in enigmatic alineations.

Below, you are aware that there are small animals hiding in the brush for you can hear the lovely symphony that they produce. You can't see them, however, so it is better that you continue along the white path, which empties out into an immense plaza where the Temple of Kukulcan stands erect.
Even though you don't know what is going to happen, you know that this is the place so take a seat. Now, hear the sound of the drums that, as on a loom, starts to intertwine in the air with the vibrations that a series of conch shells produce when they hit each other and the high whistle of whistles and flutes. |