When I got out of college, my two favorite stories were about young people who, after graduating from college, went on vacation to celebrate. Then they met up with something in nature and...lost. This probably says a lot about me.
Also, the Young People all have a form of privilege that separates them from the people who live in the place they're vacationing: in one case, white Americans are staying in Mexico, and in the other, they're city kids in the woods,. On the one hand, it's clear that being white or from the city makes them ill-prepared for what happens. (They are Too Privileged to Live). On the other, they're the focus of their respective stories; the locals are clearly separate from them, and the stories and end up reinforcing an "us vs. them" thing.
Also, the Young People all have a form of privilege that separates them from the people who live in the place they're vacationing: in one case, white Americans are staying in Mexico, and in the other, they're city kids in the woods,. On the one hand, it's clear that being white or from the city makes them ill-prepared for what happens. (They are Too Privileged to Live). On the other, they're the focus of their respective stories; the locals are clearly separate from them, and the stories and end up reinforcing an "us vs. them" thing.