Here (but I didn't climb up; flip flops and mayan ruined steps don't mix):
Here, with the Real World (certainly NOT on purpose):
Also, the Houston Airport (where nobody smiles or looks you in the eyes), the ruined temple of Ixchel, Zona Italiana (where everybody smiles and looks you in the eye), the worst ferry ride in the world, and amongst some of the friendliest locals I've met.
And now, I am here:
It is hard to return to regular life, but I am trying.