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Maybe it is due to the springtime heat wave that’s kicking in, or some weird alignment of the planets, but for some reason a lot of my fellow expats have become extremely cranky of late.
Maybe it is due to the springtime heat wave that’s kicking in, or some weird alignment of the planets, but for some reason a lot of my fellow expats have become extremely cranky of late.
It seems to me that climate change is devastating the USA … and I’m not talking about environmental matters. It’s the scorched earth condition of the nation’s political landscape that’s given me a rampant case of patriotic blues.
Whew! The Easter holiday rush is over and I’m still here to tell the story, a survivor of some of the hairiest roadway antics I’ve ever witnessed.
What do colored eggs, jelly beans, marshmallow chicks and a gift-bearing cotton tail have to do with Easter? Well, as far as popular customs in Mexico go, nothing at all.
Joni Mitchell’s catchy tune keeps running through my head:
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot, with a pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot.