Playa del Carmen is little more than a tourist trap...a glorified shopping mall where people sell over-priced shit that nobody needs to willfully ignorant tourists who think they're getting a great deal just because they're in Mexico. There's really very little to say about this last destination, but the people we're staying with here are extremely hospitable. Accomodations would cost a fortune here, so it's great we've got these guys to stay with. They're a gay mexican couple with an apartment five blocks from the beach. They love to talk and make sure we're comfortable. Couldn't ask for much more--Spanish practice, a few full meals and a good air mattress, all free of charge.
As for the place itself, its full of frat boys, pasty-white obese beasts with fanny packs and sun hats, and everything can be bought with American dollars for over twice the price of a true Mexican bargain. Money exchange places are everywhere, but the rates are shit and nobody cares. All the restaurants have their "specials" out front, but the deals are terrible...the tourists just can't be bothered to figure out what the real deal is, so they all get robbed blind and they all deserve it.
What happens in Mexico stays in Mexico, bro. I'm taking another tequila shot...this one goes out to Phi Delta Kappa!
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