I agree. In fact, I believe that it’s probably people who have tried other worlds fairly successfully that finally found what they were missing: the little things in Mexico that mean so much. Some of it reminded me of my early childhood in Sweden. A sincerity and innocence I had missed. The sweet and considerate people, always courteous and respectful towards the older generation. Mexicans even still use the formal “Usted” when addressing you, unless you are family, a child or a close friend. That’s how I grew up and I prefer the distance and hope that never changes like it has everywhere else. If you are there to compare life elsewhere it won’t work out in the end. If you try to assimilate and enjoy the little things, you’ll learn to love your life there. Music in the malls, markets and sometimes too loud on the bus. Yes, there will be bird cages onboard, chickens and roosters, but only once in a while… I had mini-splits (A/C) in every room but only used my ceiling fans like everybody else. Loved to buy los tacitos de pastor (?) shaved from a pig on a pit (?!) in the street that smelled heavenly and tasted even better. Everybody warned me, but it was fine, just stick with agua puro. I miss everything and would return in a minute were it not for my age and los carteles. I couldn’t live in fear of threats of quotas and extortion anywhere… Yes, I know it doesn’t happen every day, but it’s still around and affecting your everyday life. That’s what the people tell me. I realize there are areas that are still considered reasonably “safe”? I hope and pray for the people that la Presidenta, Sra. Claudia, will make a difference!