I remember the first time I went down there in the mid 60s. I was 15. Crossing the border and bribing the gentleman carrying a gun. $10 buck ." I didn't have a note stating, I had permission from my parents to accompany my friends family." Seemed a little scary at the time. But, we had a wonderful time sleeping on the dunes on Sandy Beach. Racing dune buggies and enjoying our teenage years. I continued to enjoy PP in my early 20's staying in the beach home near the second estuary. Fishing from shore ,pulling in sacks of sea bass & having wonderful fish fries. Running rails in town and having a beer in one of the local brothels/cantina's. < Only way we knew that, was the local ladies kept throwing orange rinds at us girls. Ha! Fast forward to around 1999. Started going down again and haven't stopped. Try to get down at least 5 times a year. Have a trailer now at Playa Bonita. The people are so warm and inviting. Have also met a great group from the states as well. Hope to retire and be down there at least 6 months a year..