Yep. Crime and violence and lots and lots of MONEY have really destroyed a beautiful country.
I’m glad I have the fond memories of Sunny Mexico, though.
1978 Memory: Vicki and I both had the SAME swim suit! Neither of us coordinated that or knew it until it was time to go to the beach. The locals called us, ‘The American Twins.’
1978 Memory: Ignacio Rodrigues Ramarez. Man, was he handsome - I wonder whatever happened to him? Local Acapulco kid. He was just out of High School as were we. I hope all of his dreams came true! (He may have ended up as a Polo Model. They used to have one named ‘Nacho’ who would have been the right age!)
1978 Memory: Again, on the beach, we were approached by an older woman who was looking for ‘companions’ for her son. She took us to dinner and on a cruise of Acapulco Bay at night. Just stunning! Her son was as GAY as could be; Mom was oblivious. He was not the LEAST bit interested in either one of us, LOL! (We figured this our beforehand, but why pass up a lovely evening?)
1978 Memory: The food! So delicious. But we were dumb and drank Cocoa Colas with ICE in them and then we were both ‘out of commission’ for two days. That was not fun, but it was a valuable lesson about eating/drinking local. At least we had our own bathroom, LOL!
1987 Memory: Our ‘home away from home’ for 2 weeks was on a CLIFF overlooking Acapulco Bay. You had to take a tram car to get up to our rooms. I will never forget that view! And, we also went to see John Wayne’s Acapulco home. Absolutely lovely. :)
I recall the swanky hotel high up on the clif. They had pink flamingo scooters that the guests would ride. $300 per night.
We stayed down below at “El” Something
Had many Chicago friends who go there just to play golf.