But I'm here for a balance, so.... it's off to the jungles of Chiapas by hitching a ride on a boat along the Río Grijalva. It starts off calm as we pass flocks of cormorants and snowy egrets and a few houses and restaurants built for the view. Once we pass the bend, the Mexican Grand Canyon takes shape. We are now in the Parque Nacional Cañon del Sumidero. I didn't expect the jungle to be this close to a town celebrating Las Parachicos, but an alligator with scales as thick as War and Peace is resting on the bank. An orange butterfly takes advantage of the alligator's tears. And it's not the only alligator we see.
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