You couldn’t pay me enough to go to Mexico.
Years ago I remember my father-in-law talking about how wonderful the beaches were. He said that the folks treated you like royalty and that EVERYTHING was pennies on the dollar.
I used to think I would someday go down there for the experience... NOT anymore.
Yes it used to be that way, but it was illusory. If you didn't know Spanish or were a movie star at megabucks resorts. But the seething resentment below the surface was evident only if you understood Mexican (Spanish+Indian slang.)
The stuff they remark about when they are unaware that you understand would curl your hair.
This has been particularly true in the last 10-15 years.