The Mexico We know

(SAN BLAS, mexico) “readily available up here with no money, they can speak the language, And they expect to find work and a comfortable life. Maybe have to go down to Mexico with no money, Not discussing any Spanish, And see if they welcome you with open arms. you wouldn’t last six months let alone a year, and that is certainly if you weren’t killed first, Advice/idea I gained while arguing with an anti immigrant racist in Oregon, could very well 2008.

Today makes two years since my wife Glenda and I rolled into this central Mexican coastal capital of scotland – San Blas, Nayarit, Our entire lives condensed to the area contained in our 95 Ford cargo van. We arrived on holidays Eve, 2009, as well as $2000 US. (all the money we owned), sticker making machine, Signmaking programs, Metal working tools, that welder, Music equipment and other things that we thought we can probably make a living with.

We spoke Spanish at the amount of a three year old child. We had no items back in the US, No retirement life, No piggy bank to fall back on, No ss. We agreed that no matter how things went, We will not consider leaving for one year. A year former, We had never observed San Blas, might thought Nayarit (their state we are in) Was probably some time in Indonesia, And had not even really seriously considered living anywhere beauty treatments Oregon, child the Mexican tropics. Our commitment to move to Mexico, As monumental as it was, Is one that we cannot pinpoint the exact time of.

It just seemed right and we were ready for an outing, amongst other things. our youngsters were all adults and doing well, So we had arrived free to go.

needless to say, credit institutes are not giving loans for older farmhouses, So we ended up selling our home for much less than expected, Our little nest egg that we hoped to start our new life with reduced to just about nothing. I began to wonder just how ancient our life would be. I do not know anything about fishing, But figured if we were on your, you can easliy eat anyways. We intersected the border and drove South until we got to Mazatlan.

community,wi-fi network night there, We had our first bout of “What in god’s name have we done, Fueled by cheap Tequila and a fear of the vague unknown, And the realization that we could not just go back to our house in Oregon. a person’s second day in Mazatlan, Having retrieved our wits a bit, We was on a map and saw San Blas, An humble dot on the coast North of Puerto Vallarta.

the next morning, We left behind Mazatlan, Happy to at least have a possible interest, And six hours in a while, Crossed the bridge leading into San Blas. The two years since have been completely tough at times, But astonishing. I miss my children, And I in certain cases miss the hauntingly beautiful rainy, overcast days of Oregon, but that is about it. After definitely down here, American society and all it’s trappings remind me of a tired old whore. All show and glitter and padding for the, But bitter, Frail and empty with this report and terrified of the many things it perceives to be “downfalls, I see so much more strength and power in the little old man here, A victim of babyhood polio who can barely walk, Who normal loads his cart with coconuts and pushes them through town to sell, Than the medal chested US/NATO Generals and their WMD’s and their nukes, Cluster bombs and cruise missiles get ready. They are just malicious, Ignorant children stunning him.

Our Spanish was so poor that finding work was extremely difficult. I found piece of art jobs through friends, And we made and sold stickers of assorted types, on the other hand going was slow. We did not bring anything down here with the intent of selling it. It was a daunting enough task to get our very existence in one cargo van, besides bring “bonus” tricks. nonetheless, As our financial situation began to falter, We had to re examine our a priority. Not too long after that we sold a Peavy PA and set of congas, then the kayak, gas jack, Stereo av receiver, Bench grinding machine, process saw, Fishing poles and a mic. Eventually we sold off our van, As we no more really needed it. So we got over the first year, But lost a lot of the things we thought we could use to building an income with.

I wrote this funding April, 2010.

“We have been drinking more than ever before lately. Our brew of preference is Pacifico. We are running out of money and are unable to do anything about it. We have less than a months rent money left and work is coming in much much slower than needed. So we drink beer to relax while we can and ignore the freight train of destitution bearing down on us. about the other hand, Drinking beer in Mexico is expensive.

The average worker has to work a little over an hour to earn enough to get one quart of beer. We both are aware of the irony of our finding cash for beer to help us relax and stop worrying about money. The toughest thing for me is not knowing how to handle our situation. lawfully I cannot work here, But I know I will likely need to, whatever the consequences. i’ve never felt so helpless and without options.

My Spanish is so limited that just bidding on a job is extremely difficult without a translator. I really did not realize what a handicap not speaking the language should be. But more has to be done and we will have to take chances and be more visible in order to bring in more money.

it was all expected, keep in mind that, But view of it is huge. in order to the more visible we are to customers, The greater the probabilities are that we will be asked to show our work permits and visas. People say that we would be deported unless we struck a deal or were able to consume enough people from the community to vouch for us.

Community input is considered genuine here. An obnoxious neighbor can actually be voted out of the neighborhood. conversely, A person who is of benefit to the city and well liked will receive special consideration. I like this liberty and hope to be on the good end of it should the need arise,

” As the name implies, Pharmacia El Centro is right in the heart of town. what’s great was that I got the job of re lettering the building, But the bad news was that I would be very very visible, And I am working illicitly. I wished that I could merge more, But I dont stand a potential for that. I am blue, Taller than most individuals here, as well as have a shaved head. People are familiar with seeing gringos here, But rarely do they see them running. I really am worried about getting deported. My friends tell me that in past times, It never happened if you got into trouble, But for the US started cracking down, So has the asian govt. I cant say I responsibility them. This can be quite nerve wracking,

after that, We have gotten our legal status here in order that, It was only lack of money that kept us from taking care of that initially. We have found Mexican laws to be quite fair and have no desire to disregard them. I think of the many times that I looked in the fridge and exclaimed “there’s nothing to eat, much more fact, there was clearly plenty. We did not come down here having an easy life. one and all here works hard for not nearly enough, this indicates.

Friends and community become relevant for people who struggle. I have not had to yet, But I know i could possibly. It is changing.

The world is a different place if you’re out of money. everything you could see is a reminder that you cannot afford it, And too it seems like everyone else can. People are surprised to hear of a gringo down here deteriorating. They assume that like the others here, That our company has a pension, SS some thing to live on. Yesterday I got my box of stickers and went out walking on selling them. I did pretty close and before too long had 70 pesos, Enough to get dinner and coffee for at dawn.

When my children were a boy, Just about every time we went out to eat I reminded them that only the wealthiest 6% of the people on earth could afford to do what we were doing. If are able to afford to drive to a restaurant and order a meal, [url=https://about.me/spanishwomen]girls in spanish[/url] a person indeed in the top 6%. Most Americans go not realize how fortunate enough they are. If a severe major depression ever hits The US, the effects will be immense.

Americans are used to a standard of living that the majority of the people of the world can only dream of. Take that away and there will be unrivaled chaos. I guess the profit margin is not just right for that to happen.

Every minute of daily, Thirty children under the age of 6 die from starvation or malnutrition related illness. Yet this means nothing to the war profiteers and their bought and paid for political figures. In a just populace, Boeing, Lockheed/Martin, United solutions,General electrical power, most Atomics, Honeywell and all the other companies that grow fat and rich off the death and misery of others would be charged with murder for not only the [url=https://meetspanishwomen.wixsite.com/meetspanishwomen/]girlfriend in spanish[/url] victims of their shiny overpriced weapons, but in addition for every starvation death. i remember in Sunday School hearing that “The meek shall inherit the ground,

All I see the meek getting is grief and misery. I see the arrogant, Hateful and genocidal sociopaths of the world taking the Earth and whatever they want in it, though good people suffer and struggle for the crumbs. He allows the rich to plunder and kill the poor and poison the survivors with depleted uranium. a person a God, I say he is heartless and absolutely ineffective. He blesses murderers and evil and punishes good. in my mind, God is just about the Devil. experimented with make pancakes with flour and water, But were inadequate. all about 10, Our neighbors, Abel called me over and afflicted me with a stalk of bananas and some fish. the particular vecinos, neighbours, were definitely great. We never discuss our financial circumstances, But they know we have to work regarding, and i think they perceive that it must be tough with our limited Spanish. I was blown away at how the crocs would just come up out of nowhere in seven people of water, teeth, Teeth and dark green death, The victims not standing a chance. from the as a kid, Hating the crocodiles and convinced that if I were the cameraman, I’d shoot some of the people bastards.

already, All my boat lettering jobs have been getting the beach, Which negotiates great. I focus on the tides, Go at low tide and letter them when they are sitting on the beach, very high and dry. yesterday morning tho, Things altered. The boat to be lettered was at the river. People are now and again surprised to hear of crocodiles in Mexico, But here in the tropical part they are abundant.