I was out of town for a while, so have missed my local walkabouts. The morning weather is perfect for hiking these days, so I’m anxious to get going. This morning, I met a friend in Las Brisas; a local chap, born and raised in Manzanillo. He had loaned me...

A Mexican friend once told me that everyone in this country is never more than four people away from the President; conoce a un hombre que conoce a un hombre. Everybody knows a man who knows a man who knows a man. In a country that loves allegory and...

I’m not sure if there is a better time to walk around town than in the morning after a light rain. The air is fresh, the streets are clean, and people are all smiles. And this rain is long overdue. It was a dry year with too many fires. I’m...

This morning, I walked down Boulevard Madrid to Calle Juarez. I was headed for desayuno at Lulu’s with plans for coffee at Puerto Café afterward. I almost made it, but was distracted by something shiny at a nearby small appliance repair shop. I struck up a conversation with the...

I was able to get in another walking trip around town before the rains. Today I came down from Colonia Los Flores to Café Bean. This is a place I like for world-class cappuccinos prepared by friendly and professional baristas.Typically, I would take time to savor the coffee, but...

Twelve or fourteen years ago, when I was in Manzanillo, I was encumbered by the possession of trucks, cars, and boats. I drove everywhere and sailed the coast. Now I am without these things, and it’s liberating. I’m also at the age where I’d rather have someone else behind...