Most villages, towns and cities, small or large, old or new, have a Main Street.
Main streets have shops, offices, hotels, restaurants, government compounds. Some have divided boulevards for traffic, bike paths, sidewalks for pedestrians. Main streets are where towns were conceived, the center of an onion that keeps growing outwards as people move away from ground zero in search of more room, privacy, quiet, better schools, less crime,more new, less old.
This morning, the jungle pushes against the main road on both sides.
This route would have been used by Ancients who built the ruins to the north and other pyramids deep in Central American jungles. This road would have been more narrow then, would have been swept with palm fronds by slaves of conquered tribes. There would have been pageants with elites wearing feathered head dresses paraded to their quarters for religious ceremonies and political celebrations.
As this day begins, this Main Street is waiting for its heartbeat to get stronger.