Going Loco Down in Acapulco
Trip Start Sep 01, 2004
10Trip End Nov 27, 2004
Slightly less incredible was the night boat trip we took the following evening. We had expected a classy yacht to glide us past the sights of the Acapulco coastline, whilst sipping margharitas and listening to sultry salsa music. What we got, was a ferry, plastic seats, even more plastic cups from which to drink our rum and flat coke, awful music blaring from the loud speakers, lots of elderly people dancing an unsteady salsa, and an extremely camp 'dance spectacular' - oh well!
From Acapulco, it was back to Mexico City for the fifth and final time, with Mike and Rob in tow. We stayed on the Zocalo once again, although this time in the rather more salubrious surroundings of the Holiday Inn, rather than the hostel a few hundred metres away that i had been used to. I certainly got to see another side of Mexico City, as we tried out some of the finest and most famous restaurants and bars in the city, in the posh areas of Polanco and Condensa. During the days we went on 'Marky's Sightseeing Tour', a free service kindly operated by a local traveller, taking in sights from the Palacio de Bellas Artes (yet more Diego Rivera murals), to El Torre Latinoamerica (the highest building in Mexico City, with great views of the sprawling metropolis), a very well stocked and at times pretty disgusting torture museum, and the waterways of Xochimilco
And so, with Mike and Rob safely on the plane back to the UK, i had just enough time for a bit more shopping, before it was my turn to head back accross the Atlantic. I left the Zocalo in beautiful sunshine, crowded with tourists, markets stalls, flags, demonstrators, and people going about there everyday lives, pretty much as i had found it three months ago - i won't forget this place in a hurry!