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The classic version of a camino de montaña or mountain road in Mexico inevitably features a thousand-meter drop on one side and a sheer vertical wall on the other, all too often topped by delicately balanced rocks, each weighing tons and just daring you to pass beneath them.

Building a sewage treatment plan is one thing and maintaining it is another, I have learned over the years.

For years I had heard rumors of a place in Guadalajara called Salud Digna where people of scarce economic means could get an eye examination and a good pair of glasses for a price they could actually afford.

The town of Pihuamo, Jalisco, is located 150 kilometers south of Guadalajara. “Somewhere near Pihuamo there’s an iron mine,” we had been told, “and along the road to that iron mine there is a bottomless pit.”

Although the ex-Hacienda de San Antonio is hidden away at the bottom of a huge canyon located just northeast of the town of Tequila, you might have a hard time finding a single Tequileño who has ever heard of it.

Several years ago, I heard about a vast forest located southeast of Tapalpa.