Known as a world-renowned tourist destination and party city, Cancun may live up to some people’s expectations or not, depending on the aspect we’re talking about. I went to Cancun for a dance festival on April this year, and we lodged in the hotel “Temptation”, without knowing the hotel really tried to live up to it’s name. Here is a photolog of what went up.
Topless old ladies fist-pumping, drunk fights, amazing clubs and disappointing Pico de Gallo are the words that come up to mind to describe my stay regarding the hotel’s atmosphere. There’s really nothing else to see besides the touristic area of the city, the beaches aren’t that pretty (lots of seaweed by the shore), and the food isn’t that great, but if you’re looking for a great partying spot (if you’re into getting in a pool scrunched up next to a bunch of naked people, and techno music playing 24/7) then this is the place for you AND your friends! (Would suck if you went alone…)
No but in all seriousness, Cancun’s got the best clubs I’ve seen so far; great design, good music, spacious, and creative and fun themes for the parties with special effects, all conglomerated in one street. Cocobongo, Dady’O, The City, Mandala and Palazzo are some of the biggest and best clubs.
Some prominent events that I remember from my stay:
Sitting in a pool party at the hotel and noticing a guy about to hit a girl (his girlfriend?) inside the pool, and watching how only one or two people reacted to stop the guy from jumping at her, while the rest just danced and drank around them. Later that night, we were relaxing in our room when we heard some agressive yelling and door-banging in the hall: same couple? Who knows.
Or only at my hotel, I won’t exaggerate. Going out of our room with high buns, warmers and tutu in hand, it was hard to go unnoticed walking by the pool to the exit in the morning, by the topless tattooed crowd -nothing against tattoos- cheering for the beer games at 9 AM, in which the person who lost, would have to run naked around the pool. Or trying to tan quietly by the beach, and having the view blocked by a lesbian couple making out on their panties in front of me.
Before you plan your night out to Cocobongo, and buy the tickets on the internet (unless you want to make an eternal line to buy them there -which you still will anyway, just like an hour shorter with tickets in hand-), make sure you take the same credit card you paid with, because they won’t let you in with the printed tickets in hand if you don’t show it, even if you demonstrate that the same name that is printed on the ticket, is the one on your ID. We actually had to go to that club the next night, because they didn’t take us into consideration even after all the proof we showed, and the trip to go get the card to the hotel and back would have costed us more than a ticket. (Besides, their webpage never sent us any notification about bringing the same credit card) I’ve never been so angry about such terrible customer service.
So before you consider taking your family on vacation to Cancun, realize there are way better places to go than this, but if it’s you and a group of friends that want to live up a Jersey Shore sequel for a weekend, then this is the place for you.