So, in true Kirstie catastrophe style, I managed to break my camera on only the second day of my month long trip through Central America. It involves the sea and a not-so-waterproof waterproof case, but the outcome was an unhappy camera lens. Alas, all of the following photos are not mine but I will carefully give credit to all photographers.
If you need to buy a camera in Playa del Carmen, I can suggest a Kodak shop on Av. Benito Juarez, near to the Avenida Quinta, or the Walmart on the corner of 39 Av. Norte and Calle 8 Norte. For any non-American readers who like me, don’t know how Walmart works, I’ll save you frantically looking in your Spanish dictionary as the tech staff tell you where to go. (You can imagine me walking back and forth whilst staring confusedly at my dictionary). You tell the technology staff which camera you would like, they check that they have it in stock and write the number down for you. You then pay at the normal cashiers and take the receipt back to the technology department.
I arrived in Cancun with little to no expectations of the place and I didn’t come away as a fan. The two nights I had weren’t enough to fall in love with the nightlife or explore outside of the immediate area. A great beach holiday? I’m sure, but it wasn’t for me.