The sun don't always shine in Mexico

Tonight I saw my first-ever Mexican rain. After 2 weeks straight of endless, relentless sunshine, I was starting to think that "the sun always shines in Mexico". But now, I'm afraid to say that it ain't so. Even in beautiful Playa, on the dance floor of The Blue Parrot, things can get washed out.

A dazzling, clear-blue morning gave way to a dark, ominous afternoon, which has in turn given way to a wet, dreary Sunday night. This isn't how I'll remember Playa. But it still sucks.