In the sunbaked highlands of Guerrero, where the wind rustles through maize fields and ancient spirits seem to linger in the dust, a fierce dance takes place. It’s loud, chaotic, and deeply symbolic. Men dressed as jaguars — muscular, masked, and wild-eyed — prowl, leap, and crack whips in a ritual performance known as the **Tlacololeros Dance**. If you've never heard of it, you're not alone. But once you see it, you won’t forget it.
If someone blindfolded you, spun you around, and dropped you into the heart of Old Quebec, you’d swear you were in some corner of Europe — perhaps France. But surprise: you're standing in the only fortified city north of Mexico, nestled along the St. Lawrence River in Canada. Welcome to Quebec City, where cobblestone streets whisper old stories, and castle-like hotels pierce the sky.
Before there were backpackers and interrail passes, there were pilgrims. And for centuries, they flocked by foot, horseback, or cart to one place above all others—Canterbury Cathedral. Rising like a gothic crown over the medieval streets of Kent, this UNESCO World Heritage Site is more than just a beautiful building. It’s the heart of a thousand stories, from martyrdom to miracles.