I've been discussing that one particular Mayan calendar which ominously ends on December 21, 2012 since my book Jungle Crossing came out three years ago. I've had agonizingly awkward conversations with adults who probably should know better than to believe what they read online, and don't seem convinced by what I've studied in dozens of books by respected archeologists and historians. Inevitably every school visit Q&A session includes the End Of The World Question.
I can't wait for December 22, 2012.
The sun will rise as another conspiracy theory falls. And I will celebrate my birthday with German Chocolate Cake. Yup, in addition to the Mayan calendar hysteria (people in Russia are doing what?), I'm enduring a lot of "guess I don't need to buy you a present" jokes. It's bad enough to have a too-close to Christmas birthday, but a day after the End of The World birthday? Give me a break!
Here's my favorite response to the End of The World question:
But if I get caught speeding during the next ten days, I'm totally using the End of the World excuse--gotta practice driving like John Cusak in the movie 2012!
Wishing everyone a happy December 22nd and wonderful 2013!