In praise of pitayas
Mexico is a dynamite place for fruit freaks. With every season the generous land shares its changing bounty of natural treats.
Mexico is a dynamite place for fruit freaks. With every season the generous land shares its changing bounty of natural treats.
On May 1, 2011 a Columbian named Henry Sánchez Pardo trotted barefoot into Ajijic to complete the Lake Chapala leg of his ecological mission to run the Americas from end to end, replenishing Mother Earth by planting trees along the way.
One of the recurrent problems for our municipal government is the all too brief three-year term of office for its elected officials.
Earth Day was commemorated worldwide on Sunday, April 22. This year’s theme was End Plastic Pollution, a global problem of staggering proportions.
Early Monday morning I dashed off to Chapala on a mission to get a copy of my CFE electrical service bill.
The current uproar over a presumed rise in crime is troubling many lakeside area residents. While keeping tabs on the local grapevine, I’m finding that hard facts are hard to come by.
While Mexican citizens have been muddling over expectations for the 2018 national, state and local elections for many months, most resident expats at lakeside have remained blissfully oblivious to the hottest topic on the nation’s social agenda.