Something wonderful happens when you’re down south. You feel as light as the breeze that sways you in your beachside hammock. You hit the dance floor like you’re one with the salsa beats—even though you haven’t taken a lesson in your life. And when someone asks if you’d like to go zip-lining over the forest canopy—you, of the extreme fear of heights—you find yourself saying, “Yes! Yes, I do!”
Take a look