More Cancun

Today's been spent on the beach, burning, drinking, reading, and swimming. We're about to head into town for Yucetan food, whatever that is. And i'm still sticky from the salt water. All in all, not a bad deal.

Last night was something to talk about though. Me and Christine finally went to a club. We figured that if we were going to one, we'd at least go to the most stereotypical and ended up at Senior Frog's.

Let me just say that I had heard about the awkwardness of middle aged folks hitting clubs with the Spring Break crowds before, but I was still amazed by it. I looked to my left and there was a girl hanging upside down, attempted to hold up her skirt and take a shot, while to my left an grey-haired couple got their groove on atop the bar. Throw in a cougar sucking face, I stress the suckin, with a young guy and so drunk she almost puts the wrong end of a cigarette in her mouth, a girl that should be naked getting naked, and creepy 30-some guys just standing in the middle of dance floor, it made for the best people watching I've had in years. Totally worth the cover.

I should also mention my favorite booze-related part at Senior Frog's, a self-service gas pump that dispensed beer. Yeah it only has Dos Equis Premium, but the thought was there.

Cancun Update #2

Hokay. I got a US-keyboard this time but Blogger loaded in Spanish, fun fun. Anyways, the weather is great and all is good. We visited Chichen Itza today and it's almost dinner time and I still havent had anything to drink. It happens.

Yesterday we hung around the Hotel Zone, picked up a few things and laid on the beach twice. One of the fun parts of Cancun is that I've yet to see an open-container law enforced. Yes, they do have them here, but I've typically had a beer while shopping or people watching. I kind of expected this from what I'd heard, but was still surprised to see people taking their margaritas onto the public buses.

I should also mention that while most of the tourist are pretty cool. I've seen a couple ugly American stereotypes. On the second night, there were a couple drunks heading to Wal-Mart for a stereo. They wanted to throw a room party and were tell everyone they could. One local seemed to be pretty amused until the drunk (from MN I unfortunately admit) started talking about taking her back to his room. While she seemed quite nice, 30-40-something moms aren't my cup of tea. Different strokes for different folks, and drunks.