A deeply distressed expat took to social media to bitterly complain that a historic Latin American plaza was entirely too loud, too dusty, and populated by locals who refused to conduct their daily lives in fluent English. They whined that the church bells ruined their remote-work zoom calls and that the street vendors lacked proper corporate licensing. Back in Baja, we read this review while watching a pelican dive-bomb a pristine wave under a blazing sun. If a few church bells and a little local flavor are enough to shatter your psyche, maybe stay home and drink instant coffee in Ohio.