The Guadalajara Reporter
Guadalajara's Largest English Newspaper
There used to be a game show in the United States called, “Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader.” I don’t think it’s still on, but I don’t really know. I never watched it. Because, frankly, I didn’t want to know.
When I came to Guadalajara, my car and most of my possessions followed behind by a couple of months. I arrived with whatever essentials I could fit inside two suitcases, which ended up being too much underwear and not enough books.
We arrived in Guadalajara in mid-August with my three-year-old grandson who remembers every detail of the trick-or-treating he did once, nearly a year ago.
A sign hanging on the outside of the former Black Coffee site confirms what has been rumored for weeks. The building is being remodeled to become a lakeside branch of Starbucks.
¡Muy Pronto! Vivirás la experiencia Starbucks. (Coming Soon! You will live the Starbucks experience.)
I was about seven years old when I made my first trip to Mexico. It was a family trip to visit my grandparents in the little town of Montemorelos, Nuevo León, where they had settled after a couple of years living in Chapala. They left here because the altitude didn’t agree with grandad’s heart condition.
I was quite stunned when some friends recently commented that local expats don’t rely on newspapers or Facebook to get information.
This week, hundreds of Canadian and U.S. citizens residing in the lakeside area are celebrating national holidays: Canada Day on July 1 and U.S. Independence Day on July 4.