The azure sky was like a clear wash, with white clouds drifting by. The sea was like a mirror, with specks of waves sparkling. The fleet set sail from Great Shrimp Lake, traveling along the extending coast, slightly northeast, covering 250 miles before reaching the rivermouth of another Great River.
The Great River surged with abundant water. Chiwaco stood at the bow, estimating slightly, he knew the river was at least two miles wide and stretched as far as the eye could see. Judging by the rushing flow, the upper part of the river must pass through a vast region.
"Tikalo, what river is this?"
"Oh! You mean this river? It's something extraordinary!"
The Maya merchant Tikalo glanced for a moment and replied with a smile.
