Summary: I knew I wouldn't like the hotel zone. I went last night and confirmed that suspicion. It's pure tourism, and the worst king. Fat, drunk, Americans falling over themselves at Senor Frogs and being taken advantage of by the local Mexicans. So, I decided to stay in El Centro/Downtown. It's the least walkable city I've ever visited. Super hot. Not much to do. No cafe scene. No attractive women. Expensive. My Airbnb didn't have hot water. There are a bunch of parks, but they're not utilized.