Columns

Resident expats are inclined to warn prospective newcomers that the worst of weather in the world’s best climate comes on with a vengeance in the month the May.

Our collective obsession with Covid-19 reached a fevered pitch last week as word spread that dates had finally been set to run the second round of inoculations for Chapala’s over-60 population.

Judging by off-the-wall comments floating around in cyberspace these days, it’s obvious that newbie immigrants at lakeside and others who have been here for a while ought to make an effort to get their bearings in terms of local geography, Mexican history and long-held customs in the communities they’ve chosen to inhabit.

Remember back six months from now when there were reports of one or more crocodiles sighted in Lake Chapala´s waters?

The title originally conceived for this editorial space was “How I spent my Easter Vacation.” The final version more accurately reflects the experiences of a two-week break from keeping track of local news that gave me an opportunity to engage in housekeeping tasks I have avoided for far too long.

I never walk out my door without a pocket sized notebook and several pens stuffed in my purse.