The Guadalajara Reporter
Guadalajara's Largest English Newspaper
One day I received a telephone call from a person living in a fraccionamiento located west of Guadalajara. I will not name this community lest my words diminish the commercial value of its land, perhaps upsetting someone.
One of the side benefits of cave exploration in Mexico is that we frequently stumble upon fascinating places that we would never find otherwise.
My first and last names have only four letters each. Who could ever get them wrong?
I live in Pinar de la Venta, just west of town. One day this post appeared in our local chat: “Save your eggshells! Don’t wash them! I will be collecting them regularly for the Santiago-Lerma Clean Water Project.”
San Juanito Escobedo is perhaps the archetype of the unassuming, forgotten pueblito located in the middle of nowhere.
Who hasn’t dreamed of stumbling upon a totally deserted, clean sandy beach? To make the dream more appealing, let’s add a bit of exotic jungle just above the sand, and, hidden in that jungle, a flat, shady, grassy spot to pitch a tent, with plenty of firewood lying all about.
“Birds fly, bears growl and dogs bark. That’s how things are!”
