When I got to town I had booked a hostle for two nights. I was in a cubicle with 4 beds (2 sets of bunk beds) and an air conditioner that woke me up freezing. The area, called Condesa Beach, is a strip right along the beach in the hotel zone that is filled with gringo-isms (my word): Dominos, McDonalds, Wal-Mart and all the other big players are there. And everything for sale has a gringo tax attached. After two days I moved to the Old Port area of town. This area of town had the character befitting a port that had been established centuries before. Old colonial style buildings (many in disrepair to American eyes), street vendors selling drinks mixed in trash cans, thatch roofed restaurants lining the beach, coconut trees.
One thing I must say about Acapulco is that it's the loudest place I've ever been.