
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
A work in progress
Real Majarachie Band
The Restaurant
Mayan Temple Entrance
Public Toilets?
At the Mayan Temple
Mayan Temple
Walmart is Coming!
Supermarket
This was a huge store called Sentano's. Like a walmart or Target it had everything anyone could need. The pastries were very impressive. Dan and I wanted to take some home for us but Carol said no. (She did get some for the new neighbor as a welcome gift and I caught her eating one herself). She got a whole box full of wonderful pieces for $ 2.40. Food is cheap. Mexico produces all their food they need.
Entrance
Food Vendor
Mexican Baby
Mud Man
Dan and Carol at the Catholic Church
Lake Chapala Waterfront
Another View of Carol's Home
This is a picture of Carol's beautiful home. She lives in a great community with only six homes. In a gated area with a guard to open the gate, a gardner and a maid. Carol has found her life's dream. No sweat, no dirt, no work, flowers everywhere, can walk to the gym, for coffee, to church. Oh, by the way, cows do wander in through the gate sometime...
A Home for Sale in Ajijiic
A Great Vacation Place
Cobblestone Streets Lead to Great Shopping
Ajijiic is home
Carol and Me
Beautiful Ajiliic
Destination Day
Finding a great hotel in Matehama, Mexico, Carol and I enjoyed a great gourmet breakfast at the hotel resturant. We highly recommend Las Palmas Mid Way Hotel in this quite remarkable little town which welcomes travelors going into the belly of Mexico. With huge palms and beautiful natural landscaping, the accomodations were great. It rained that night so the car was freshly washed and we didn't worry at all about our precious cargo inside.
We headed out toward the mountains and spent the entire day navigating the winding roads throughout the mountain ranges. Everywhere we looked we saw concrete plants and bolders of rock which were crushed and poured into wonderful works of art everywhere along the way. We lost count of the places where we saw thousands of statues, pillars, clay pots, etc. Harding working artisians were all along the roads winding through many small towns. We could not resist stopping at the wonderous areas when we saw the beautiful and colorful painted ceramics offered at every crossroad of major intersections of the highways. I found a moon with a smile that I could not resist. Carol being the one who could say more than one word in Spanish (she actually knows about four) bargined the price for me.
Going through Guadalara was another adventure. Finally we flagged one of Mexico's finest to ask for help. To our relief, he signaled us to follow him and he stopped traffic for us to stay up with him as he led us for over 20 minutes through the city toward the correct path out of his city and on toward the Lake Cahala area and to our destination. We offered him a generous tip and he refused. With very little spoken communication, he showed us the genuine hospitally that Mexico offers to visitors to their country. We called Dan to tell him to get ready we were home.
We headed out toward the mountains and spent the entire day navigating the winding roads throughout the mountain ranges. Everywhere we looked we saw concrete plants and bolders of rock which were crushed and poured into wonderful works of art everywhere along the way. We lost count of the places where we saw thousands of statues, pillars, clay pots, etc. Harding working artisians were all along the roads winding through many small towns. We could not resist stopping at the wonderous areas when we saw the beautiful and colorful painted ceramics offered at every crossroad of major intersections of the highways. I found a moon with a smile that I could not resist. Carol being the one who could say more than one word in Spanish (she actually knows about four) bargined the price for me.
Going through Guadalara was another adventure. Finally we flagged one of Mexico's finest to ask for help. To our relief, he signaled us to follow him and he stopped traffic for us to stay up with him as he led us for over 20 minutes through the city toward the correct path out of his city and on toward the Lake Cahala area and to our destination. We offered him a generous tip and he refused. With very little spoken communication, he showed us the genuine hospitally that Mexico offers to visitors to their country. We called Dan to tell him to get ready we were home.
Day Two of Travel to Ajijiic
Waking up early on our second day, our first thought was to see if the car was still in one piece and all of Carol's possessions were still there. We stayed at the only motel we could find at the outer edge of San Antonio on the road to the border town of Larado. The motel had not been rated by AAA so it is hard to describe the accomodations. To our relief everything survived the night and we went to breakfast. Carol struck up a conversation with the hotel clerk and confided our fears about the trip into the belly of Mexico. She had received email stories of the horrors of women traveling alone in Mexico. I guess she must have really convinced him that we thought we were about to have our throats cut because he came to our breakfast table with a Bible with passages marked for her to read. That is the biggest difference between the two of us. She attracts a man who bring her a Bible for the trip and I attract men who want to come along for the adventure.
We made it through the border town and entered the inspection station in Mexico about 8:30 a.m. The border guards were not ready for Carol. This is lady with the white hair and clutching her folder with every tidbit of information on her life--copied in triplicate--surely astonished these seasoned professionals. After being led to a brick building behind barbed wire, Carol was asked to push a magic yellow button on a stationary traffic signal type light, we were confused when the light turned green and all the border patrol guys said for us to get in our car and have a good trip. We were prepared to be stripped searched and our car contents all over the parking lot but 0ur luck held up and we didn't have a bit of trouble. Since then, we have been told we would make perfect mules--whatever that means.
The rest of the day was astonishing. If you have never driven through Northern Mexico into the desolate desert area well into the northern areas of the country seeing factories American companies built for profit after NAFTA and seeing the pure poverty of living conditions we saw for the rest of the day. We could hardly contain our astonishment of the harshness of life we saw everywhere. Life is hard for these people and these factories didn't seem to improve that.
Our destination was a town which is known as the mid point of Mexico. After reaching the city of Monterey and getting lost for two and one half hours. I won't bore you with the details of our foolish choice to take a wrong turn to find a clean restroom. After a delightful and good looking local man patiently drawing us a map and getting us back to the right road, we made good time to the town of Matehama which was our destination for the day.
We made it through the border town and entered the inspection station in Mexico about 8:30 a.m. The border guards were not ready for Carol. This is lady with the white hair and clutching her folder with every tidbit of information on her life--copied in triplicate--surely astonished these seasoned professionals. After being led to a brick building behind barbed wire, Carol was asked to push a magic yellow button on a stationary traffic signal type light, we were confused when the light turned green and all the border patrol guys said for us to get in our car and have a good trip. We were prepared to be stripped searched and our car contents all over the parking lot but 0ur luck held up and we didn't have a bit of trouble. Since then, we have been told we would make perfect mules--whatever that means.
The rest of the day was astonishing. If you have never driven through Northern Mexico into the desolate desert area well into the northern areas of the country seeing factories American companies built for profit after NAFTA and seeing the pure poverty of living conditions we saw for the rest of the day. We could hardly contain our astonishment of the harshness of life we saw everywhere. Life is hard for these people and these factories didn't seem to improve that.
Our destination was a town which is known as the mid point of Mexico. After reaching the city of Monterey and getting lost for two and one half hours. I won't bore you with the details of our foolish choice to take a wrong turn to find a clean restroom. After a delightful and good looking local man patiently drawing us a map and getting us back to the right road, we made good time to the town of Matehama which was our destination for the day.
Adventure in Ajijiic, Jalisco Mexico
What a great way to begin a blog--sharing my trip to Ajijiic with my friend Carol. We took over on July 1st by SUV to travel to the southern region of Mexico. The adventure took us through San Antonio where we stayed our first night. We had to find a parking lot to bag the bulbs Carol was determined to take to her new home in Ajijiic where her husband Dan and her two babies Rambo and Bentley were patiently waiting for us. We also felt it smart to hide the treasures she was taking from Atlanta to Mexico to her new home. We were very nervous about crossing the border early the second day. Sorry no pictures - we forgot a camera!
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