Hauling myself up the stairs at the High Temple was a test of mind over matter for me. The panic induced by heights has made me reticent of plenty of adventures, but this one was one I couldn't miss. So hand over hand I held the rope as I climbed the steep steps of this ancient Mayan ruin.
When I reached the top and took that first breathy look around, I was overwhelmed by the sheer beauty and enormity of these rainforests. I sat in awe, wondering if it had been like this when the Mayan king stood in this same place so many, many years ago.