The month long trip to the Yucatan Peninsula was just an excuse to get away, but little did we know that we would find in this place a sense of harmony that was as new as the ruins were old. Signing a visitors book to walk into the jungle to see ruins that had not been visited by tourists for over three weeks was truly an adventure! The locals would say: "I hope you see a jaguar," apparently a lucky sighting; and all could think was "I hope we don't." It was scary enough to walk the path under the howling monkeys, being dinner to a big kitty was not on the agenda (thankfully). But becoming part of the culture was. I have described the trip before as the clearest waters I've ever seen, some of the most welcoming people and the place of Gods. All it took was a swim beneath the temple in Tulum and you would know why Gods would've chosen to live there. From the top of the peninsula to the edge of its southern border - definitely a trip to remember.