Everyone yell, SPRING BREAK!
Trip Start Mar 21, 2009
8Trip End Mar 29, 2009
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But I decided to splurge anyway. And only ONE of my friends was with me. I don't have that many friends to begin with, much less friends who will go party in Mexico this fiscal year. Sad reality. But whatever! Decked out in a tube top, designer sunglasses and new beach sandals, I boarded the flight to Cancun.
My first thought was, Wait, why are there so many old people on board? I guess I just imagined the flight to Cancun to be the airplane version of like, fur bus. But no, it could've just as well been a flight to the capital city of one of the square states. Actually, maybe not, because there was a young French couple sitting in front of me and next to Christine was a heavy, pimped-out guy... whose nationality, according to his customs sheet, was "black".
With only our carry-on bags, Christine and I breezed out of the customs. Tour company representatives lined out with their placards and pamphlets. Stepping outside, I felt the humidity of the air- and warmth! Yes, yes, yes! We easily spotted an Orbitz sign, held out by a short, middle-aged Mexican guy. He put us in one of the several white vans, where we joined a mom with 2 little girls (she tried chatting with the driver in a heavily accented Spanish but didn't miss any opportunity to eavesdrop to our conversation and burst in to give motherly tips). Three frat boys sat behind us and reminisced about their past extravaganzas in Cancun.
We arrived in our grand hotel around 8:30pm. We marvelled at our spacious, chic room. Yay! Finally! Wanting to grab some food and drinks, we dressed up semi-fancy and asked the consierge for directions to Coral Negro, the main bar/club/restraunt strip. An appropriate name, since tourists have probably reduced the corals to tars. The buses came every 3-5 minutes, 24/7, and cost 7.5 pesos each way ($0.50). So we don't even need a cab! So convenient!
For 20 minutes, we passed huge resort hotels to the right and restaurants, shopping malls and dive shops to the left. It was pretty obvious when we got to Coral Negro, thanks to the sign and crowds of people on a festive street. We first went to Carlos, a bar-restaurant pumping hyper American-Spanish pop mix. The place was VERY interactive. No room for conversation, the staff members kept coming and going and playing pranks. I just got a mojito, and Christine ordered a burger and guava colada. I tried her guava colada, and it was SO GOOD. Reminiscent of the mango shake rom Dahab- with a tinge of alcohol and coconut. Then we went to 3 different open-air bars on the main street. They were just chaotic. We ended up at Senor Frog, the famous bar. The line was 30 minutes long (thank you, warm weather). A British guy strutted over and said he could get us in without the wait but miserably failed. Embarrassed, he disappeared into the darkness.
Senor Frog was just a huge sea of sweaty, young international crowd- mostly Americans, but I met Brits, Germans, and AUSTRALIANS!!! What? Yeah, it was just... CRAZY. Everyone was so gone. I wish I had taken my camera because the whole night was just so entertaining and chaotic. We eventually took a bus back, swatting away all the cab drivers. Not sure how I climbed up the rainforest-themed stairs up to our hotel entrance because the stairs have gaps. Anyway, definitely a fun way to start off the week in Cancun!