Friday, June 29, 2012
Funny things happen when you travel. Inhibitions loosen, the stars align and stuff unfolds. I've written about the Mayan magic that seemed to float through the air during the spring solstice in Mexico but I didn't even touch on what happened at Chichen Itza. This sacred pyramid is an iconic Mayan landmark, watching the sun's shadow, in the guise of the feathered serpent god Kukulcan, creep down the pyramid's steps was a an otherworldly experience that I'll explore in my next post. For now, I'll discuss the other kind of magic I witnessed. His name is Piero. As crowds gathered to watch the sun descend, a woman shouted, "there's a living god walking!" My group turned to gawk at Piero, pictured above, bronzed skin rippling, wavy hair blowing. Clearly, he was used to being admired and he seemed to pointlessly stroll past us several times. But we were there to see the sun's shadow descend over Chichen Itza so we rushed closer to the pyramid. We snapped pix and stared at the spectacle. Until we realized there was another spectacle evolving.
There was Piero, talking to a member of our group, whom I'll call Polly. The sun had descended, the crowds were scattering but there was Piero, still talking to Polly. When she returned to our fold, dazed and starry-eyed, she had only his name and a vague story about him living in New York but headed to Columbia because of a green card situation. Of course he was Italian. Of course he wanted to see her. So what does a group of journalists do in this kind of scenario? Research! In five minutes we had his profession; model, of course. And the fact that he had been on Big Brother Barcelona. Now how's that for a meet cute? Italian model woos American girl during the Mayan solstice in Mexico. They're's still texting each other and he's back in New York but none of us are holding our breath for a stateside romance. Travel romance often loses its luster in the everyday glare of real life. But it's always fun while it lasts. Do you have any travel romance stories?