Cancun – a postscript for Sarah….

A postscript on Cancun….

While I enjoyed my time there, largely due to the company of the lovely Sarah, and the sense of fun of a day trip to Isla de Mujeres, there was something profoundly sterile about the Zona Hotelera, and the independent and monolithic hotels there – although there was a little bit of fun around places like Senor Frog’s and Coco Bongo, it all felt as if the real action was happening somewhere else.  So, I set out in search of something tonight – and found out where Cancun’s townfolk were having fun.

Anyway, I wasn’t going to eat at McDonalds on my last night in Mexico.  Past the bus station, I found a few more restaurants and shops – and down a side road, a few more lights.  The road opened out into a lovely little plaza: coffee shops, bars, restaurants – children were driving their battery powered cars around, Mexican cheerleading teams were practising their moves – and a food court served all sorts of Mexican fast food, from tacos to quesadillas, from gorditas to chillis relenos.  I had the biggest bottle of Corona I could imagine, and then a few tacos – and an entire bag of churros.  And I think I spent about £4 (we’re not 100% certain about the exact exchange rate, but it’s close enough for rock and roll).

So I just sat and watched a Mexican Tuesday night unfold around me – the courting couples, the families, the friends – and somehow I felt very very much at home.

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