Didn't see any jaguars, but lots of birds and busy leaf-cutter ants. This posh resort in the middle of the western jungle is built in the middle of unexcavated Mayan ruins. It's surreal to sit by the pool sipping a Belikin while watching spider monkeys play in the jungle canopy over what might have once been an ancient tomb. Took another night hike, this time armed with powerful flashlights, determined to see a jaguar. It's not the end of the earth, but you can see it from there.
Accommodations consist of shacks on stilts above the water.
Meals are prepared by Finn, an old Norwegian sailor who hasn't had shore leave in quite some time. You've got to love a place where you never have to wear shoes. Days spent snorkelling at the nearby coral reef. Nights spent drinking Belikin and eating fresh red snapper. Never saw a jaguar in the wild, though.