Even though I am not really on “vacation”, I still find the end of a big trip a bit of an anticlimax. This is sort of inevitable when one has logistics to take care of, such as returning a car, getting to the airport, etc. Arnaud is taking a last walk on the beach but I can’t be in the sun anymore without burning, so I am updating the blog instead. It isn’t so bad, really. It is kind of like a disco party here in the internet cafe, what with them playing songs such as “I’m Too Sexy For My Shirt” and “It’s Raining Men“.
That said, the last few days have exposed us a bit to the ugly underbelly of mass tourism. The beaches are truly beautiful here, but I have a hard time imagining spending two or more weeks on a package tour just burning in the sun, drinking too much and singing Jimmy Buffet songs. A couple of days is enough, and we had a good time, but I am ready to get back to Mexico City and reapply myself to learning Spanish.