One night in Cancun
Well, last night was certainly entertaining.
Found a street stall selling open-bar tickets for three places for $30, so that made the decision of where to go easy. The first place was just a bar, but the second was more of a club with a mix of live and canned music. The first live act was a Village People cover with two girls and two guys - good fun. The best was a guy in white shirt and white jeans with black leather chaps and a giant afro. Then came two girls singing a Tatu song, mostly as an excuse to have two girls rubbing eachother on stage - especially as they were just lip-syncing, rather than doing an actual cover.
But the beer was free.
And there was a midget Mexican. Which is always a good thing at a party.
Also loads of girls going around with bottles and dispensing shots, after which they make a great show of shaking your head around. Joseph insisted on buying a couple. The shots were basically just fruit juice, so I guess the head-shaking is to make you think that you're getting drunk.
The evening devolved from there.
This morning was good, though - woke up to glorious sunshine and incredible dehydration. Wandered down to the beach to have a look at the famous azure waters of the Yucatan, and found that there was already a bar open. Had a Corona for breakfast.
Took a bus into town to have a look at the market there. There was a busker with a guitar on the bus singing Ecuadorian and Venezuelan ballads. The stores were full of the same tourist trash, churned out of the same factory, marginally cheaper. And they all had vaguely ominous signs reading "Touch At Your Own Risk" above the fragile merchandise. Whatever happened to the kitschy little poem about "...if you break it, consider it sold"? Bought some coffee in a supermarket. There were some green cookies for sale in the bakery section, but I didn't get close enough to see whether they had coloured icing or mold on them.
Need to get a reasonably early night tonight - getting up early tomorrow to go to Chichen Itza to see the Mayan ruins there.
Found a street stall selling open-bar tickets for three places for $30, so that made the decision of where to go easy. The first place was just a bar, but the second was more of a club with a mix of live and canned music. The first live act was a Village People cover with two girls and two guys - good fun. The best was a guy in white shirt and white jeans with black leather chaps and a giant afro. Then came two girls singing a Tatu song, mostly as an excuse to have two girls rubbing eachother on stage - especially as they were just lip-syncing, rather than doing an actual cover.
But the beer was free.
And there was a midget Mexican. Which is always a good thing at a party.
Also loads of girls going around with bottles and dispensing shots, after which they make a great show of shaking your head around. Joseph insisted on buying a couple. The shots were basically just fruit juice, so I guess the head-shaking is to make you think that you're getting drunk.
The evening devolved from there.
This morning was good, though - woke up to glorious sunshine and incredible dehydration. Wandered down to the beach to have a look at the famous azure waters of the Yucatan, and found that there was already a bar open. Had a Corona for breakfast.
Took a bus into town to have a look at the market there. There was a busker with a guitar on the bus singing Ecuadorian and Venezuelan ballads. The stores were full of the same tourist trash, churned out of the same factory, marginally cheaper. And they all had vaguely ominous signs reading "Touch At Your Own Risk" above the fragile merchandise. Whatever happened to the kitschy little poem about "...if you break it, consider it sold"? Bought some coffee in a supermarket. There were some green cookies for sale in the bakery section, but I didn't get close enough to see whether they had coloured icing or mold on them.
Need to get a reasonably early night tonight - getting up early tomorrow to go to Chichen Itza to see the Mayan ruins there.
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