During the 1940’s in Mexico, the peso dropped so far in value that artisans began melting them down to create jewelry that was worth more than the coins themselves. In the 1950’s and 60’s, motorcycle gangs from the U.S. would travel down to border cities like Tijuana to acquire these rings, which were so heavy that they could put one on every finger for a legal set of brass knuckles. These are some pretty serious rings for the tough guy finger, definitely worth seeing in person down at the shop.
Soon this will be me:
“Swimmers float in the saphirre waters of the Ik-Kil cenote, near the Maya site of Chichén Itzá in Mexico‘s Yucatán Peninsula. Cenote means “natural well” in Spanish. Sinkholes occurring at sea level will fill up as high as the water table, creating the famous clear blue pools, used by the Maya royalty for both relaxation and ritual sacrifices.”
minus the sacrifices….