Paris in Vallarta.

No, I'm not talking about a new French restaurant, I'm talking about that socialite who is famous for being famous, non other than Paris Hilton and entourage. According to one of my students, Paris blew into town with her new Greek squeeze of the billionaire shipping family fame, and assorted hangers on and "rocked" the town or tripped the light fantastic or just tripped.
This is what I heard: She flew in on a private jet, ensconced herself in luxury at a private home out in Punta de Mita, took over "Nicky Beach" at the Westin, traveled to "The Zoo" in a Mercedes, was partying like it was 1999, drank straight out of a bottle of Don Julio and generally caused a commotion at the appropriately named "Zoo" even dancing in a cage in a state of epic inebriation for an admiring or at least curious crowd of onlookers before departing at around 4:00 am in the Mercedes. Fun? Wow!