Retire in Mexico and Tune in to Gratitude

Now that I live in Mexico, gratitude is my new Attitude. I’m amazed at how Americans can complain about the most insignificant things when, in fact, they live very cushy lives. I live in a city where some people don’t have running water; where access to adequate restrooms isn’t guaranteed; where food isn’t something that everyone can take for granted. I’ve had to deal with an occasional lack of water myself and I’m grateful for the tank on my roof. I’ve had to budget to buy razors on a pesos income and I’m grateful that my roof doesn’t leak. I’ve seen other people have to work from 8 am to 9 pm Monday through Friday and 9 to 3 on Saturday. I’m so grateful for my leisure time and for my college education. I could go on with this list, but I think I’ve made my point.

Mexico Quiz Question 2

Q: In Mexico, what do many taxi stations look like?

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A: A line of taxis parked along a curb (and their drivers hanging around).

Potted Plant Stands in as Traffic Warning Sign — Retire in Mexico and You’ll See it All

Today the municipal water service people came and dug a hole at the end of the street. They removed and replaced the giant valve that is used to turn the water on and off to our street. Tonight, the cement patch that they put over it was still drying, so the area had to be blocked off to cars. What had been placed in the street to keep people from driving over the wet cement? A stack of bricks and a plant potted in a white five gallon bucket. Actually, the plant was the perfect thing because it was tall enough to see. I get a kick out of my neighborhood.