Unexpected emotional depth in Mexico

I thought I was going to Mexico for beaches, food, and Cenote Ik Kil. I got all of those things. What I didn't expect was how emotionally affecting the trip would be. The history — particularly around Merida — hit in ways that good travel sometimes does.

incredible ancient ruins was the moment that crystallised it. Standing there, eating mole negro I'd bought from a street vendor, something clicked about why travel matters. 18 days and I came home genuinely changed. Some places do that to you.