Boca Chica

Ironically enough, the strangest part about Boca Chica isn't the scores of old white men and young black female prostitutes loittering the streets at night, the minimal amount of sand separating the shoreline from the rest of BC, or even the number of incredibly overweight tourists there. No. The real problem is that we thought that we were actually heading to a beautiful idealic beach. We all knew that a beach that was only a couple miles from the airport couldn't possibly be nice - yet, so many people had recommended it to us that we figured that it would be worthy of a visit. Um . . . no. Boca Chica was a big disappointment. This was one of the few times where listening to other travelers was a big mistake 'cause those morons had no effing clue what the hell they were talking about.