Have you tried everything in Tulum?

Skip the beach club menu and find the place with hand-written prices and squeezed limes on the table.

Haggle-free stalls selling mango and jicama to actual Tulum residents, not a single açai bowl in sight.

Find a comida corrida for 90 pesos and watch locals raise an eyebrow at the $18 granola next door.

Corn slathered in mayo, cheese and chili powder, eaten standing up on a Pueblo corner.

Bitter ceremonial chocolate the Maya drank long before agave and cayenne got added for $25.

Part ceremony, part party, decide for yourself which side of that line you're standing on.

Pitch-black stretch locals ride from memory, stars overhead with zero light pollution to compete with.

Pueblo families build marigold-covered ofrendas for ancestors, no ticket or tour guide required.

Means 'very expensive' — you'll need it the first time you see the beach club drink menu.

UNESCO biosphere south of town where crocodiles outnumber tourists and the current does the work.

Squeeze between two private hotels to reach Playa Paraíso the way locals still manage to.

Handmade jewelry and clothing stalls that pop up irregularly, ask around instead of googling it.