Thursday, April 2, 2009

REFLECTIONS AND OBSERVATIONS

After nearly five weeks in Mexico, we flew home on April 1. While the experience is fresh, it seems appropriate to reflect upon what we have learned from this trip . Here are a few observations.


The People. The Mexican people are un-failingly friendly, courteous, helpful, and kind. They are also honest and hard-working. For example, one day, while walking down the street, I pulled out my cell phone and inadvertently dropped some paper money on the sidewalk. While one man caught up with me to tell me of the situation, another man collected the money and brought it to me. While there are some beggars, in general, even the extremely poor people are working to make a living, whether it’s selling chewing gum, washing car windshields at a stop light, or serenading you while you dine at a sidewalk cafe. And no matter how badly I butchered the Spanish language, the Mexican people always smiled, figured out what I was trying to say, and provided the information that I requested.

The Spanish Legacy. Here in the central Highlands, the Spanish legacy is very strong. The main colonial towns are well designed, with lovely plazas, jardins, and other open spaces. Many of the buildings go far beyond the basic function of providing shelter, and provide massing and details that are a joy to view. This particularly applies to the almost innumerable churches. Because of the wealth being generated by the colony of Nueva Espana (New Spain), the Spanish were able to build (and to their credit elected to build) monumental churches that admirably reflected the styles and quality in vogue in Europe during the approximately 300 years that Spain ruled Mexico. As evidence of the quality of the Spanish efforts, several of these towns have been designated as UNESCO World Heritage sites. Unfortunately, the Spanish created these monuments using methods that we do not approve of today; most particularly the enslavement of the indigenous people.

Land in Transition. Today, Mexico is a land in transition, and consequently, a place of contrasts. A middle class is developing. City streets are full of people driving Honda SUVs and talking on cell phones. Wireless internet hot spots abound. Yet many of the people still live in grinding poverty, the enduring legacy of the social structure imposed by Spain, including the enslavement of the indigenous population.




















Even in relatively prosperous Guanajuato, humans perform back-breaking tasks -- in this case, hauling away building debris.




















Quality of Life. From the perspective of a reasonably comfortable, but not wealthy American is that life in the Colonial Highlands of Mexico is a mixed bag. The historic centers of Guanajuato and Morelia offer a rich cultural life, with symphonies, theaters, and plazas filled with restaurants and entertainers. For example, one weekend nights in Guanajuato, a bands of entertainers dressed as Renaissance troubadors led a group of us on an hour-long walk through the narrow streets and small plazas of the city; singing and playing music along the way, and dancing and telling stories at various stops. I’m not aware of any U.S. city that has street life as vital and lively as that in Guanajuato










But the historic centers are generally isolated pockets of quality set among areas of poverty and ugliness. We know that ugliness is often a by-product of poverty, but this is not always the case. Thailand, for example, exhibits much less ugliness in its poor areas.

Mexico could also be called a land of broken dreams. Everywhere, there are abandoned structures that serve as half-built memories of dreams of a better life. And unfortunately, the future for eliminating the ugliness does not look bright. As the cities grow, they despoil both the countryside with sprawl and the city with air pollution from cars and factories. Mexican developers seemed to have learned the worst lessons of American urban development and “improved” upon them.

















We have looked at houses for rent and for sale in both Guanajuato, and have not found the right combination of price and quality so far. In fact, given the current foreclosure/short sale environment in the U.S., there are better bargains in Orlando. The solution is probably to find a new house built by an American who has become disillusioned with Mexico, moved back to the U.S., and is now willing to take a substantial loss to liquidate the property, but maybe that’s just me looking for a deal!

In short, we have enjoyed this trip immensely, but have not found the quality of life that we would need to bring us to Mexico long term. However, Saturday, we visited a smaller town named Patzcuaro that caught the attention of both of us. The overall quality of the town seems to be more to our liking. While there are no outstanding historic buildings, there also does not seem to be much really low quality neighborhoods. There are a reasonable number of Mexican tourists, and a smaller number of Americans, and collectively, they support a variety of small restaurants and shops around the main square. The question is whether this small town of 45,000 people offers enough cultural amenities to keep us entertained.




































Another trip may be on the horizon!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

San Miguel Allende – a different perspective

As the bride and groom walked out of the church and into church courtyard, they were met by another wedding couple; this set 12’ tall effigies dancing to the music of a mariachi band.















After a few minutes, the effigies led the newlyweds, the wedding guests, and the mariachi band out of the church courtyard, across the street and into the main plaza. Here, the newlyweds danced the traditional first dance and everyone in the plaza cheered and shared in their happiness.








While these festivities were occurring, one set of wedding caterers rushed the flowers out of the church, and another set of caterers rushed in the flowers for the next wedding. On this holiday weekend, multiple weddings were occurring in every church in San Miguel Allende.


The town of San Miguel has beautiful churches and lovely plazas.





































It is well known as a haven for American ex-patriots. Because of the large number of Americans living here, the streets are lined with stores full of up-scale home decorations and attractive clothes. Each block, it seems, also includes at least one restaurant that caters to the Americans, including one named Harry’s -- with both atmosphere and menu remarkably like the Harry’s Restaurant in Ocala, FL.

All of these make San Miguel Allende a lovely place to visit. But the memory that will linger long for Barbara and me is the three-hour lunch we enjoyed at Los Senderos. A 15-minute taxi ride from the main plaza, Los Senderos is a 250-acre property that is trying to get started as a sustainable community. After entering the grounds, one winds through a forest of prickly pears that have grown into 10’ tall trees. At the end of the drive is open-air restaurant set on terraces that step down the hill. One side of the terraces is a wall of cactus.



The view is magnificent, evoking my image (correct or not) of southern California. Dotted with beautiful oak trees, the golden hills roll away to the horizon.















One of the oaks shelters a table to which waiters ferry food to a couple enjoying a romantic meal. As we eat, other diners ride up on horseback.







The atmosphere is almost Italian in its sensuality and elegance. The organic vegetables that are served come from rows that end at the edge of the terrace. A white-coated cook makes tortillas by hand for fresh quesadillas.


At the end of the day, we caught the bus back to Guanajuato, aglow in the warmth from both the wedding festivities and the remarkable experience at Los Senderos.