Next we had a three-hour afternoon transfer to Chiapas with a lunch stop of quesadillas at "Fiesta Tabasca" in Tabasco.  The trip looked like a trip through southern Indiana as far as vegitation was concerned, except for occasional coconut palm trees.   No row crops, but Brahma cattle grazed in extensive pastures.  A feight train passed in the rain and I observed many hobos on the top, valve section, of each tank car. Our driver, Hector, said they were illegal immigrants from Guatemala.  Is the world-wide direction to a better life, North?! (Is it different south of the Equator?)  We arrived at the Chan-Kah Hotel Resort, which is surrounded by exquisite jungle flora and fauna, at 4:30 in a good downpour.  In a dry, open-air shelter we received our room assignments.   We opened our suitcases and took out rain gear and umbrellas.  We found our excellent bungalows and relaxed until dinner at 7 pm.  I had tried to send a reassuring fax to my wife from Villahermosa, without success, so sent it from the jungles for $18.90!  It was worth it because I hadn't been able to tell her I was safely in Mexico.  Some found the Internet available at an office behind the reception desk.  I would use the Internet the next evening.