West Ajijic, Farms and Gated Communities

Yesterday I went out to see the house where I will be staying for a week with my family. My son and his wife and her sister and her sister's husband will be arriving on Sunday. I am going kind of crazy, trying to get everything organized. It is hard to do without a car. I need to buy lots of food today at the Weds. market. Unfortunately, it is raining. Just my luck.

You can see that West Ajijic is a mixture of expensive homes and farms and poorer homes, all jumbled together. It is interesting. We will be staying in a beautiful home in a gated community and it has a heated pool. What more could I ask for?

I took the local bus back to my place. I love taking the local buses because they remind me that I am living in Mexico. Since I live in an upscale neighborhood, sometimes I am disconnected from that reality. I love to hear the ranchero music playing on the buses or blasting out from cars. And I don't even like ranchero music. I just like to be reminded that I am in Mexico.

I remember when I lived in San Blas, after I returned to the States, certain things triggered my memories of San Blas and I would instantly be there in my heart. One of the things was the strong smell of garbage or the sewer because there were a lot of those smells in San Blas. But I loved it there. So the bad smells triggered good feelings. Emotions are strange. They can't be controlled. They just come upon us. The smells of garbage and open sewers bringing good memories? Crazy. But there it is........