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Marching to a Different Kettle of Fish….Plan B
February 14th, 2011 by Les

“Ideas are like stars; you will not succeed in touching them with your hands.  But like the seafaring man on the desert of waters, you choose them as your guides, and following them you will reach your destiny.” Carl Schurz, German Revolutionary

“If you want God to laugh, tell Him about your plans.”  Woody Allen, American Comedian, Actor and Director.

I’m from the Midwest.  Enough said?  Unfortunately not.  When it snows you make two plans.  Plan A: you can shovel.  Plan B: you can make snow angels.  I most often have chosen snow angels as opposed to grabbing the old shovel and hoisting that snow.  Believe me when I say it was the easier of the plans to follow.  Just another one of my idiosyncrasies.  Having most frequently been drawn, like filings to a magnet, to the road less traveled, I’ve ended up discombobulated at times yet mindful that where ever I may find myself it will probably lead to another great adventure.   Something David and I have in common.

I used to think I was indecisive, but now I’m not so sure.  Some say the first five words you hear when you are born plot your destiny.  Excuse me; it must take a great deal of introspection to discover exactly what the first five words you heard were.  I think someone said something like child birth pain is absurd.  I’ve embraced the absurdness of life with gusto, as far as I can tell, most of my life.

As a child I did have a Plan A and a Plan B.  Plan A was to eat all of the M&Ms in the package at one time (something my parents were strongly against for obvious reasons – I was already way too over active).  Plan B was clearly thought out as well, if I couldn’t eat all the M&Ms I’d switch to those long strips of paper with the little candy dots on them thinking I’d appease my parents with less sugar content.  Needless to say they weren’t having any of it and I usually ended up with an apple.

As I got older my Plan A an Plan B were not quite as clear.  I like to go with the flow, as I’ve mentioned.  Going with the flow meant if I couldn’t convince people I had actually gotten to the place I’d wanted to be, I’d confuse them with my brilliant and weird conversation thereby eliminating any explanation of any sort.  Believe me that worked more often then you think.

When the idea to move to Mexico first sauntered across our minds, with no one nearby to say: “are you crazy”, David and I journeyed south faster then water seeps into a trap door in a canoe.

We’re here now and enjoy most every minute of it.  Temperate weather, beautiful sunshine, gracious and welcoming nationals, excitement awaiting us, literally, around every corner, a chance to learn the customs, humor and the history of a foreign land.  All of this without leaving our continent.  Who could ask for more?

Consequently, when we began hearing people talk about putting a Plan B in place down here, our minds were intrigued.  First do people actually have Plan A and Plan B and use them?!  The foreignness of being organized and thinking ahead, never having been one of my strong suits, fascinated me.  Second it would take something like herding turtles to get my mind to lock in on Plan A, much less Plan B.

The reality of some of the happenings in the Lake Chapala area has been in the news lately.  Burying your head in the sand and not acknowledging, no matter where you live, there will be some problems doesn’t work.  I believe it was President Harry Truman who said: “We must have strong minds, be ready to accept facts as they are.”  The facts are simple: drug cartels are constantly trying to recruit local teenagers to do their bidding.  That is a fact.  The Mexican government is working to eradicate this problem.  With any developing country there will be problems.  Heck the statistics for American deaths in all of Mexico from the beginning of the year 2010 through September of 2010 is sixty.  In most metropolitan cities in the US, the stats are much higher for a markedly smaller area.

Mexico’s destiny must be achieved.  Its government is working diligently to accomplish what is best for its people and those of us crazy, somewhat bohemian and adventurous ex-pats who choose to live here are acutely aware of the process.  We have front row seats.  I prefer to be an optimist.  Its sort of like falling off the Empire State Building, and after 50 floors or so, my thought would be… so far so good.

Our Plan B, you ask, if we feel things are not as they should be we will move on.  We have registered with the US Consulate in Guadalajara.  We let our family know when there are warnings which are sent to us via email.  We see the bright side of living here and it outweighs the issues, at present, and the bright side is so bright there is no need to polish the dull side.

Most of the ex-pats I’ve met are tougher then a one eared alley cat.  I for one am used to the absurdness in life.  Heck I’ve got a shadow that rarely sees fit to do what I do.  We will continue to watch.  We will continue to be aware.  What we will not do is not take time to see the beauty of this foreign land – even with its flaws.  Viva Mexico!

Below you will find an invitation.  If you are currently in lovely Ajijic, Jalisco, Mexico we hope you will take a couple hours out to hear some great blues played by Mark Clifton…

 

If you plan on attending, please mention you are friends of David and Les to the person at the gate.

  More of David’s wonderful photography….

Ajijic, Mexico Malecon

Bowls from the Local Market

Chapala's Malecon Shot

Beach Front in Chapala Mexico

Church Steeples in Chapala, Mexico

Young Amigo on Chapala's Plaza

Visit the BoomerstoMexico Photo Store at http://boomerstomexico.com/mexico-photos/ , to see more of the beauty of Ajijic Mexico in David’s photos. 


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