In 1964, I drove an old truck from the States into Mexico. It was before the days of passports or toll roads. Just a visa at the border and you were good to go. I got as far as Mazatlan and decided to hang out. I set up my...

The tourist board touts Manzanillo as the sailfish capital of the world and a sport fisherman’s paradise. The cops refer to this city as the biggest Laundromat in all of Mexico for dirty Cartel money. But I don’t fish and I’m not aware of needing any currency cleansed, so...

There’s a two-position three-pole weather switch in Manzanillo that goes from comfortable and pleasant to hot and humid. But it’s summer in the tropics and not a surprise. The Canadians know. I watched them descend on the city for the winter months, and then I watched them leave. I stayed in...

I'm posting this because in the last couple of days, I have received several messages regarding news stories and the safety of Mexican highways. Someone recently posted what appear to be warnings in regard to driving on certain highways in Mexico, and I'm wondering why? It's not original journalism, but...

An easy walk today, down the Boulevard Miguel de la Madrid to Calle Juarez and breakfast at Lulu's. I have never been disappointed at Lulu's for comida saludable; it is the best place for vegetable and fruit drinks, full meals, or antojitos. This morning's trip to Lulu's came with...

I’ve been in Manzanillo for several months and haven’t spent much time in the commercial and industrial areas. I’ve always thought that if you want to lift the skirt of a city and see what makes it tick, this is where you should go. There are exceptions; if you want...

It rained most of the day, so I missed my morning walk and afternoon meal. When the skyfinally cleared, night was upon me. I taped a pocket flashlight to the bottom of my caneand headed for the local Jardin; the town plaza and kiosk. Evenings are when plazas morph to...

Anyone who’s lived in the tropics knows it. The early morning feel of a hot and humidday. But that’s the time to be out and about. Some expats can’t handle the summers in Manzanillo. They’ll go back to Canada or maybehead for a higher elevation town for a few months....

Another great morning and perfect weather; today I jumped in a Mototaxi and had the driver drop me off at Ave La Audencia, the road that goes up the hill toward the Hotel Las Hadas. This is the peninsula that ‘double scoops’ Manzanillo Bay, and where a few rich...

Today’s walk ended at Juanito’s restaurant, which was meant to be the beginning of my trek. The plan was for a bowl of fruit, yogurt, and granola, and then continue on toward Salagua, but a group of men sitting together at a large table motioned for me to join...