In three weeks, the debate may surface again over this bull-fightering business, because of the upcoming bullfighting festival in Guadalajara: Feria Taurina La Antigua 2019.

A motorcyclist cut in front of me the other day. And I almost hit him. I screamed outrageously at the man. It wasn’t anything I wouldn’t say in front of the president of the United States.

It’s such a paradise here, prized for its quiet, pristine rural setting. But infrastructure problems to accommodate the growing numbers of new residents has become like an army of occupation to many.

Many of us will be traveling this summer, or already have, to visit family and friends. And we’ll be getting on a plane, which is currently nothing more than a human sausage.

My garden, a lovely house-front apron of flowering plants, shrubs and fruit trees, has been under siege by cutter ants, with no hope of a diplomatic settlement.

Americans’ well-known birthday celebrations are incomparable for their exuberance and patriotism.