On a hot and sunny day in Mexico, we visited Teotihuacan, the pyramid of the sun and some of the largest pyramidal structures built in the pre-Columbian Americas.
It’s crazy to think that a community once thrived within these walls and around the pyramids. As we toured underground homes, I thought about the people who once lived there, the children who played on stairs and women who cooked in corners. I thought of their “drama” and their stresses and their daily lives. They probably never imagined tourists would walk through their living spaces and be amazed by things like their stone shower system. It made me think, what will people be interested in when they wander through our dust and rubble hundreds of years from now … iPhones, electric guitars, flat irons?