A warm sea breeze follows the electric golf cart as it hums away from the ranch and into a green corridor of palms and fruit trees. The tour unfolds like a short expedition: first, the Iguanario with its slow-moving rhinoceros iguanas sunning on limestone outcrops; then the orchard where you bite into mangoes and guavas still tasting of soil and sun. By midday the jungle opens to the Indigenous Eyes Ecological Reserve, a network of freshwater lagoons tucked into low karst terrain, their surfaces broken only by the call of birds and the occasional splash of a swimming guest.