When my wife Liz and I lock up our house in Louisville and trade the Midwest chill for the white sands of the Mexican Caribbean, the first thing we want to do is dive straight into that turquoise water. After navigating airport security, domestic flights to a hub, and the crowded Cancun arrivals terminal, the …
I have flown down to Cancun more times than I can count. Yet, every single time I start packing my bags for my next trip south out of MIA, I run through a mental checklist of the exact traps that have derailed my vacations in the past. When you are spending your hard-earned time off …











