Like the fields of orange and yellow wildflowers growing along the highways and byways of Lake Chapala, a sure sign of fall is the influx of newcomers and snowbirds seeping into the local population. The stark realization they are here generally comes from overhearing conversations in local restaurants.
When you overhear “they don’t put enough tequila in their margaritas here in Mexico – they fake it,” you know the rubes haven’t been around long. These will be the same greenhorns who walk down the middle of streets and across intersections oblivious to the traffic because they actually believe that pedestrians have the right-of-way.
When you overhear, “Why are these taco shells so soft?” you know their experience with Mexican food is definitely not from the south side of the border. My personal all-time favorite: “We met this neat guy on the plaza who says that we can get marijuana really cheap – it’s legal here, you know.”
Some advice for newbies: The traffic is dangerous, the tequila can sneak up on you, dealing weed is definitely not legal and always walk on the shady side of the street.
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