There are a few places in 2020 that do not give a fuck about a certain pandemic and Tulum is definitely one of them. Unlike most other places in the world, all tourist amenities here are open. Beaches are operating at a somewhat-normal schedule (they are closed, but you can access them from the restaurant/bar/etc). I have to say I enjoyed forgetting the wold for a day or two when we meet with Ana and Hugo.

Whilst renting a car in Mexico is a joy I’d rather forget, this box with the worst radio in the world took us to the tourist strip of Tulum; whilst the ruins on the north are completely closed, southern “strip” is up and running.

Nevertheless she persevered

It is hard to really describe how Tulum feels like. It is a spiritual and carefree situation that through the stories brings me back to what I read about California in the 70s. It feels like Tulum started as a van full of hippies met the crowd at an Alt-J concert at the swingers party. It’s weird; it’s scary; it’s great. I definitely get why people want to go there, and like being there, but … I have to say it’s not really for me.