As the sun sets on November 2nd in the quiet borough of San Andrés Mixquic, the local cemetery begins to glow. Hundreds of candles flicker to life. Marigold petals form glowing pathways. The air is thick with the scent of copal incense and tamales. But this is no ordinary cemetery visit — this is a sleepover with the dead.

If you've ever dreamed of standing where myths were born, where the sea howls like a war cry and the wind tells stories older than time, then welcome to Tintagel Castle. Perched on the rugged cliffs of North Cornwall, this windswept ruin has long been wrapped in legend—chief among them: the birth of King Arthur.