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We stopped to ask for help more than once and were given arm-waving directions in Spanish with references like “go past the mango tree, then two houses down from where Tito’s uncle used to live.” Super helpful if you knew Tito. We did not.

The view was pure rainforest: a lush, tangled wilderness so dense with trees and vines you couldn't see more than five feet into it. This was the kind of place that swallows paths whole within days and casually hosts snakes that would strongly prefer you visit elsewhere.