That Time I Panicked on a Pyramid
One of the things I’ve been wanting to do the most in Mexico is visit ruins. I love history, ruins are history, which means I am in love with the idea of visiting ruins. So, when I went on a tour with Amigo Tours of the Teotihuacan ruins during my time in Mexico City I was super excited. Yay! Ruins!
As we walked through a small portion of ruins near gate two our guide approached me.
“Where would you like us to do the lesson? Here (pointing to a small platform), or there (pointing to the Moon pyramid)?” he asked. I pretended to not be insulted. Sure, I’m not a skinny girl, but that doesn’t mean I cannot climb up a pyramid.
“Wherever you want to go” I replied, and then continued to walk towards the pyramid.
I’m stubborn. I was bound and determined to prove that yes I could join the group on the pyramid. I grabbed onto the rail and started to climb up the deep roughly hewn stone stairs, ignoring the people around me who seemed to be ascending with ease. I climbed slowly and then I made a colossal mistake.
I looked up, and then I looked down. And then I looked up one more time.
I gripped the rail and continued my slow ascent, and things seemed to look a little wobbly, and I started to feel a little lightheaded. I was struck with the fear of trying to take another step, losing my balance and falling backwards down the pyramid. So, I stopped. I slowly turned around, I sat on a stone step, and stared straight ahead.
The view was beautiful. I loved looking out at the Sun pyramid and the ruins surrounding it because as long as I was soaking in the scenery around me, I wasn’t freaking out over the fact that I’d have to get OFF the pyramid I was sitting on.
Wow. I was actually sitting ON a pyramid!
Off. How in the crap am I going to get down from here?! Walking down wasn’t an option cause I can barely see my feet for my ginormous boobs, trying to see deep roughly hewn stone stairs wasn’t going to happen. I could try to go down sideways, but I didn’t want to deal with looking down and getting a dizzy spell. I could try going down backwards like climbing down a ladder, but what if I lost my footing? Nope. That wasn’t an option either.
So, if I’m not going to walk down, walk sideways down, or walk backwards down, how did I get off the pyramid? My arse. Yep, I used a tact that I haven’t used since I was a toddler.
Yes, I grabbed onto the railing, and slowly shuffled down the pyramid, on my butt! And when the old Mexican man in front of me slowed down to make sure I was okay, I just smiled and went with it, one step at a time.
When I finally reached the ground I stood up quickly and walked away as if that would erase the fact that I had just descended a pyramid like a toddler.
The rest of my time in Teotihuacan walking around, taking photos, and making sure I was sitting down before staring at the massive Sun pyramid, which still made me feel dizzy; mostly because I had to climb 15 steep deep steps before I sat down.
Teotihuacan was everything I had hope for, and I’m glad it’s my first real ruins experience this year. I still have a lot of ruins to visit, photograph, and hopefully climb. I’m not sure how it’ll work out. I don’t know if I’m going to get vertigo every time, but I still want to try. I want to reach the top and see the view, even if it means I’m doing the bum shuffle to get back down.