I arrived in China on a trip with my coworkers. I was in a train which stopped at a hostel.
We were travelling cheap. Inside was a large front desk and big rooms with open bathrooms, a pool,
and gaudy curtains that gave privacy to tiny cubicles where there was a twin bed and a chair.
I was the last in the room and there were no cubicles left. I went to the front desk to ask the girl where an open room may be. A couple of friends came up and we started discussing future trips.
I wanted Thailand, a strange man suggested Puerto Rico, and my friend said anyplace but Mexico.
I was saddened because I love Mexico.