The hum of the Mexicana aircraft quieted as we descended into Tulum’s newly minted airport, a gateway that promised adventure in the depths of the Yucatán Peninsula. The landscape below was an expanse of emerald-green jungle, cut through by roads that led to ruins, cenotes, and the turquoise waters of the Caribbean. Stepping out onto the tarmac, the warm, humid air carried the scent of salt and earth—this was Mexico, untamed and full of stories waiting to be uncovered.