Mariana Torres

I used to think forest bathing was the height of wellness sophistication. Walking slowly through trees, breathing deeply, touching moss with intention; it all felt very 2020, very "we're all healing now," very pandemic chic. And don't get me wrong, there's real value in slowing down long enough to n...

I'm standing outside Hostal Puritama at 5:30am, the kind of cold that makes your breath fog even in the desert, watching a beat-up minibus rattle up to collect eight of us for the El Tatio geysers. It's mid-April in San Pedro de Atacama, and the temperature has dropped to maybe 6°C overnight, but by...

I spent my twenties crashing on hostel bunk beds with a backpack full of wrinkled tank tops and a religious aversion to anything that cost more than $30 a night. Spring break, in those years, meant strategically avoiding Cancún's Hotel Zone like it was ground zero for everything I'd rejected about m...

Día de los Muertos isn’t Halloween—it’s a luminous act of remembrance. Across Mexico and parts of Central America, families build altars to honor loved ones, lace streets with cempasúchil (marigolds), bake Pan de Muerto, and gather at cemeteries where memory feels tangible. Travelers are welcome, bu...

Why split the party when you can double the fun? More couples are skipping the traditional “his and hers” trips in favor of joint bachelor and bachelorette getaways. Whether you’re after wine-country elegance, beachside luxury, or adventurous mountain escapes, these destinations bring the best of bo...