Just 20 kilometers southwest of Paris lies a place where extravagance, ambition, and marble collide: the Palace of Versailles. It’s not just a palace—it’s a statement. A glittering, gold-encrusted monument to power, taste, and the idea that if you're going to rule a country, you might as well do it from the most lavish estate imaginable.

Imagine this: you're standing in a quiet plaza in the steamy town of Papantla, Veracruz. The scent of sweet tamales drifts through the air. A tall pole—nearly 30 meters high—rises above the trees. Flutes start to play, slow and haunting. And then… men begin to fly.