As a child I was fascinated with ants, to the point my mother told me I better stop staring at those tiny things all the time or I’d ruin my eyesight. Whether my obsession with ants or bad genetics landed me in Coke bottle glasses at 12 is open to debate. I’m still fascinated with ants, and was thrilled to discover a daily march of leaf-cutter ants across the balcony at my hotel in Mexico…