I am not a superstitious or religious man. I believe part of what happens to us is a result of our choices. I also believe in being at the right place at the right time.
On a recent trip to “Los Tuxlas,” in what was once the cradle of the Olmec civilization, the oldest in Mesoamerica, I traveled by motorboat to the Nanciyaga ecological reserve famous for its Shamans. We passed the eponymously named Crocodile Island and an island full of a screeching monkey population that
