Wait, Isn't the Title of this Book
"Don't Retire In Mexico"
I admit, I've certainly failed to make the case, but don't give up, I
will, I promise.
Let's begin with restaurants. We'd only been here a few days when we
realized there wasn't an Olive Garden an Applebee's, a Longhorn Steak
House, a Chilies or even a Mc Donald's in town... That was a major
disappointment. Then, while looking for restaurants, we asked someone if
there was a Whole Foods, Safeway, King Supers or Winn Dixie in town, and
the guy looked at us as if we were stupid, and said,
"This isn't Santé Fe New Mexico, you know, this is Mexico, get used to
it, or go home." Then shaking his head, he walked away.
A month later, after eating in several of the recommended restaurants,
shopping in the tianquis, similar to the farmers markets back home, we
learned the difference and knew we'd never again miss the big franchised
chains up north. And there I go again; trashing one of what I thought
was going to be one of my best arguments.
However to be fair, should you need a fix you'll find a Costco, Sam's
Club, Applebee's, Hooters, Chiles, McDonalds, and Burger Kings 50 miles
away in Guadalajara. And yes, we like Sam's and Costco, and their great
hotdogs, otherwise, give us any of our wonderful Ajijic restaurants over
those chains; they win every time, or well almost every time.
Okay, let me get serious... It's the drug cartels right? It isn't safe
to live there is it? The violence they create is horrible and always
discussed and regurgitated on every stateside TV network anytime
anything happens. It's kinda like the violent neighborhoods you read
about in the Chicago, Detroit, Los Angeles or Miami newspapers, right.
However stateside, you know where you shouldn't go, don't you, and you
don't go. You live where you're safe, right? Would you believe it's the
same in Mexico? Expats in Mexico know where it's safe to live, travel
and play, and avoid areas they know to be unsafe. That’s a simple
analogy, I know, but never the less, it once again fails to make the
main point of the book doesn't it. So, lets get down to the nitty
gritty, the real reason you'll regret retiring in Mexico.
The time comes for everyone or most everyone, when, for one reason or
another, they find a need to return to the states, to Canada, or
wherever they may have come from. Maybe it's for family, maybe for
business or financial reasons, or as in our case, Medicare Insurance.
And when it does, the reason for not retiring in Mexico begins to become
Now, since you've lived in what National Geographic describes as the
world's best climate, you'll not be anxious to go back to cold, snowy,
icy winters, or to Florida's hot summer humidity, Chicago's winds or
city streets that all look alike and never change. You realize you've
fallen in love with Mexico's vibrant colors, it's mom and pop
restaurants, it's old world charm, the year round availability of fresh
fruits and vegetables, the amazing flowering trees lining and lighting
the streets, and those are only the beginning.
What you'll miss most are the beautiful people, the children dressed in
their colorful school uniforms, carrying backpacks as big as they are,
the Anables and Rauls, the Davids, Analinas, Luz Marias, the Salvadors
and Marias and especially, the precious Martas and so many more. Many of
those, Canadians, American and Europeans who have become your close
friends. You'll be as sad as I am, knowing you're leaving all behind,
knowing you'll never again explore ancient villages, Historic Colonial
Cities, beautiful mountain villages or beaches with them. You'll also
miss your church, the many friends you have, the leisurely lunches, the
parades and fiesta's.
Thinking of leaving brings back memories of homes north of the border,
distinctive only by their different shades of antique white. Streets,
all with the same storefronts, restaurants gas stations and stoplights,
as any other town U.S.A. You begin to think your perspective on life and
beauty must have changed, you've changed, and Mexico is in your blood.
Now, I've begun to make my case. However, to understand the validity of
my argument, you must have read the proceeding pages. Without reading
those pages, I'm certain you will conclude I've again failed to justify
the title of this book. Whether you have or have not, I now continue
with my case.
Do you enjoy pain? I know I don't. There are many different kinds of
pain, toothaches, headaches, cuts and bruises and the pain of a broken
heart…and sadly, unlike a headache, broken hearts are rarely ever
healed, unless of course you're a teenager. Pain, not headache pain, but
the untreatable pain of a broken heart is what justifies the books
title, "Don't Retire in Mexico". Ignore my advice, and one day, like me,
you'll know this pain. Pain caused by knowing you'll never again walk
the streets of Ajijic, drive a street for the 100th time and still find
a new picture to take, have leisurely afternoon lunches in outdoor
courtyards with the friends you left behind, or explore another of the
many cities and towns remaining on your Bucket List.
But now, to be honest, we truly loved living in Mexico and thank God for
our many wonderful memories, the love we shared with the people and the
joy my bride of 60 years and I shared while living along the shore of
Lake Chapala, in the town of Ajijic.
With that, the prosecution rests.
The End...El Fin
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