A L U M N I M A G A Z I N E - Colby-Sawyer College
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The goal of my 2009 sabbatical was to experience first-hand the native cultures of the<br />
Mayan and Incan peoples of Central and South America in the hope of discovering the<br />
connections between ancient traditions and contemporary practices.<br />
To this end I spent 15 days in Belize, a week on Mexico’s<br />
Yucatan peninsula, and another nine days visiting Peru’s Sacred<br />
Valley and Lake Titicaca. During these excursions, I encountered<br />
remarkable ancient sites situated deep within the earth,<br />
in caves like Belize’s Actun Tunichil Muknal and Barton Creek<br />
and Mexico’s underground cenotes (crystal clear reservoirs of<br />
water used by the Mayas throughout the<br />
Yucatan). I explored magnificent ruins<br />
located high in the Peruvian Andes at<br />
the incomparable Machu Picchu and<br />
the rambling structures of Pisac and<br />
Ollantaytambo. Sheltered by overhanging<br />
mangrove trees and surrounded by a<br />
rainforest containing iguanas, anteaters,<br />
howler monkeys, yellow crowns, green<br />
kingfishers, and flocks of colorful parrots,<br />
my Mayan guide and I paddled a kayak<br />
down the river used by natives for hunting<br />
and fishing for hundreds of years. In<br />
all I toured and studied ten historic sites<br />
Kayaking through the mangrove tree jungles of a river<br />
in Punta Gorda, Belize, where iguanas and anteaters<br />
kept me company and I was serenaded by howler<br />
monkeys and a flock of parrots.<br />
by Professor Patrick Anderson<br />
Looking down on the magnificent ancient Inca city of Machu Picchu.<br />
in Belize, five in Mexico and six in Peru, all of which provided<br />
me with a physical sense of the world inhabited by the Mayas<br />
and Incas. I experienced first-hand the landscapes and dwellings,<br />
the flora and fauna, the sights and sounds and smells in<br />
which the native populations thrived centuries ago—and in<br />
which many still carve out their lives today.<br />
No single moment of my sabbatical<br />
can equal the first glimpse I had<br />
of Machu Picchu as the mist began to<br />
lift at daybreak on Easter morning and<br />
a rainbow stretched over this magnificent<br />
mountaintop retreat, the only Incan<br />
enclave not discovered and destroyed by<br />
the invading Spanish in the 16th century.<br />
Also among my most memorable<br />
experiences was the time I spent with<br />
the Shos, a Mopan Maya family who live<br />
deep in the jungle of southwest Belize in<br />
the tiny village of Na Luum Ca, which<br />
translates to “Mother Earth.” Never was<br />
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