Adventures in Wal-Mex (Gwen Moritz Editor's Note)

by Gwen Moritz  on Monday, Feb. 10, 2014 12:00 am  

I rolled one to the cash register in the electronics department — a trick I sometimes use to avoid the long lines in the front of the Wal-Mart store near my house. There an employee who spoke excellent English offered to convert the price from pesos to U.S. dollars before swiping my Visa, but it didn’t matter. I wasn’t leaving without that suitcase.

When my friend and I got back to the hotel, my husband was incredulous.

“We came 1,500 miles for you to go to Wal-Mart?”

I’ll say this for Wal-Mart: It had what I needed, even if the selection was limited. My money was good there. I was served by an employee on my own terms, and, unlike any other purchase I made in PV, I left confident that I hadn’t been overcharged.

It’s not sexy, that’s for sure, but for a novice traveler with a desperate need, Wal-Mart was a godsend.

Gwen Moritz is editor of Arkansas Business. Email her at

(Correction, Feb. 10: The director of "Night of the Iguana" was John Huston, not John Ford, as was incorrectly attributed in the original version of this column.)



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