My curiosity for this girl's name was outweighed by my fear of her demanding me delete the picture.

Tulum is just filled with pretty girls. And I mean pretty. Not magazine glamor girls or skanky fourteen-year olds. Every girl I met was mid twenties to early thirties, had a pleasant personality and contagious smile, and looked good without makeup, frizzy salt-coated hair and all.

And, because they are mostly European, they seem to like American guys. What more could a guy want? Boys, I've found the promised land, and it is Tulum.