Tucked away in the sleepy English village of Chawton is a modest red-brick cottage with ivy climbing the walls and roses blooming by the window. At first glance, it seems like just another picturesque home from a Jane Austen novel. And that’s exactly what it is—because this house wasn’t just her inspiration. It was her reality.
High in the rugged wilderness of **Mexico’s Sierra Tarahumara**, beyond where most roads reach and even the air feels different, lives a people whose name literally means “those who run fast.” The **Rarámuri**, often referred to as the **Tarahumara**, are Indigenous to this land — and they are unlike any runners you’ve ever known.
You don’t need a passport stamp from Scandinavia to find yourself in a majestic fjord-like valley. Just head deep into the highlands of West Sumatra, and you’ll stumble upon a surreal pocket of earth called Harau Valley—where sheer granite cliffs tower over emerald rice fields, waterfalls tumble like silver ribbons, and mist hugs the treetops like it’s never known anything else.