Cozumel-Eminence Waterfront
I Am an AmeriCAN, Not an AmeriCAN’T
A tourist trap, a Caribbean Los Angeles, a level playing field, and a place where money speaks first and English comes second.
I Am an AmeriCAN, Not an AmeriCAN’T
“It is nice to know that I can still pay for things in a currency that no longer exists: the U.S. dollar.”
Cozumel Has a Caribbean Los Angeles Vibe
Navigator and Freedom of the Seas
Passengers debarking into a place built to absorb the energy of tourism.
An Endangered Species: The Expat
Locals fill the tourism jobs. The playing field is level, and the fantasy of importing yourself into paradise has limits.
It is not as pretty as Cabo San Lucas on the Pacific Ocean in the Sea of Cortez, but Cozumel has a Caribbean Los Angeles energy. It feels like passing through one of the barrios off the Harbor Freeway, without the traffic and without the Los Angry Cars.
I would have liked to work in this beautiful tourist trap. Forget about it. Locals are able to fill the tourism jobs in the region. There is a leveled playing field here in Cozumel.
Related field notes: Cabo San Lucas and Los Angry Cars.
They Speak Money First and English Second
The happy-go-lucky locals understand that money is not the key to happiness, but if they have enough of it, they can have a key made.
There is no egg in eggplant.
There is no ham in hamburger.
There is no pine or apple in pineapple.
You park in a driveway and drive on a parkway.
Double negatives are a no-no.
Money is the first language. English is the second.
Am I Better Off Than I Was Four Trillion Dollars Ago?
Paying for things in a currency that no longer exists, I ask myself whether I am better off than I was four trillion dollars ago.
In Mexico, the answer is yes.