Black Friday in Mexico

 So, at first I thought Black Friday was a different thing called 'Buen Fin' (good end) here.  There were stores advertising 'Buen Fin' sales.  It's a week of sales in the middle of November.  So I figured, okay, that must be Mexico's Black Friday.

Nope.  Buen Fin was thier own thing.  They *ALSO* do Black Friday here.  But they don't do Thanksgiving.

La Paz has a high gringo population.  All of Baja California does actually, both above and in my state, Sur.  You can't beat the benefit of being able to drive with your USA license plate all throughout the peninsula.

A lot of gringos settled in little beach colonies on the Pacific ocean or sea of Cortez.  But many made it all the way down to La Paz (and further South to Cabo, or Los Cabo the rich gringo area).

Still, turkey isn't really eaten much here.  They have turkey slices for sandwiches, and that's about it.  But...we have gringo stores.  Sams Club and Walmart.  I figured I'd find a turkey there.

Actually, the regular grocery story, Chedraui, had turkeys!  Fricking expensive $30 turkeys.  Is that what turkeys normally cost now in the USA?  I seem to remember being able to get a turkey this big for under $20 before.  It's just me and my mom, so a small one is fine...there really wasn't much selection.  Just 3 or 4 to pick from from a freezer section.

No stuffing.  I didn't check Walmart or online, but it wasn't in the Mexican grocery.  I could probably order it.  I don't know.  

At one point I pondered inviting our neighbors over to do Thanksgiving with us.  We'd have to do it in the back garden area.  That's a big undertaking for us, and I'd want to make pumpkin pies (no canned pumpkin here--just weird light brown 'sort of' pumpkins in the stores that don't make good pies).  And pecan pie, and all the normal Thanksgiving dishes to really show our culture.

But...lazy.  I'm still going to put together a dinner for the neighbor, but she can take it and eat it at her own house.  Maybe next year I'll plan something.  We have two neighbors we can invite actually...so...I'd need to get a big table and chairs.

The second neighbor friend is because we feed stray cats.  We've done it since we got here, so we're known as the 'cat people' on the block.  When people lose their cats they show up at our house.  We leave out dry food, and feed a 3-cat colony (along with several others who clearly have owners but like to 'eat out').  

So far we were able to get one lost kitty back to their owner.  He was easy to spot.  He had a cast on his leg.  So no doubt this wasn't a stray.  Anyway, we're friends with the neighbor who lost his cat now.  

Having neighbor friends is great because in Mexico they actually do leave packages with your neighbors when you're not home, and neighbors actually do give you the packages.  Very convenient!  The delivery men always call you on the phone too.  When has that ever happened in the US?  

I normally don't have to buy many gifts for Christmas. Just some stuff for my brother and his family, and stuff for a family I sponsor through a charity.  I've sponsored them for years and their kids have grown up, moved out, etc.  I don't know what gifts to buy them!  So I just send one big gift card.  They always appreciate it.

Letter from the Family

This year I have my neighbor, her husband, and her two daughters to get gifts for!  Man...Christmas was never so expensive.  But the mother cleans our house so she deserves a bonus, and one of the daughter is an 'intern' for my game company.  So...I'll get gift cards at least.

We've been here 8 months.  Life in Mexico is beyond anything we could have imagined.  I met another gringo the other day and he asked with a smile how I like it here.  Like he knew the answer...of course we love it!  This place is amazing.  

And to think...we waited so long.

Dentist in Mexico

 I feel bad constantly pointing out how much better my life is in Mexico, because people in the USA are suffering and there are a lot of people I care about there.  As some point it feels like this meme when I compare the Mexico to the USA:

And not everything is better here.  I guess I just stress the positives because I grew up being told that the USA was the best and it sucked everywhere else.  It makes you defensive when you find out you were lied to.

Today I had a dentist appointment and we did an egregious amount of shopping.  At the end of the day we just wanted some good food fast.  Like...drive-thru fast.

Mexico is just not a drive-thru culture.  That's not to say they don't have cars...they do, and in my area cars are as prevalent as they are in the USA.  It's just that they don't look for 'fast food'.  

They're not constantly in a hurry like we are in the USA.  And when they want 'convenient' food, there's plenty of taco stands (and hotdog stands, Elote/tamale stands, burger stands, shrimp stands, sushi/ceviche stands, etc.).

There is fast food where I live, but it's all USA imports.  And because we just wanted to go through a drive-thru and get something good to eat, that's what we were limited with.  

In our city there is one of each of these:  Mcdonalds, Subway, Little Ceasars, Carls Jr., KFC, WingStop. That's it.  Those are all the places that have drive-thrus.

In Tucson I could have enjoyed Taco Bell, Canes, Inn-and-Out, Koreabowl (or whatever it's called), El Pollo Loco, and the list goes on and on.  Choices on every corner.  Also I could get an 8 piece fried chicken from the grocery store, which was always a great option.  

Out here the drive-thrus tend to be clustered in the gringo areas.  It's not cheap food.  (Though I guess that's the same in the USA lately.)

We end up going for gringo options a lot and we shouldn't.  This area of Mexico is a very corn-tortilla centric food culture.  If you order Chinese food you'll get a stack of corn tortillas with it.  Food is just eaten with tortillas.  

But honestly?  I don't like corn tortillas.  Especially these pale ones that are so popular.  They seem raw to me.  And gritty.  I have European heritage and that means wheat products, and wheat tortillas.  They just taste so much better to me...but I don't need one to eat Chinese food with.

In our fridge were stacks of plastic bags filled with 20 corn tortillas (small ones) from all our delivery orders.  We just gave them all to our neighbor so she can feed them to her chickens recently.

But, ANYWAY.

Back to the good.  The dentist.

I went to the dentist because it hurt to brush one side of my teeth.  Nerve is exposed.  In the USA?  It would have been a root canal and a new crown.  For around $1,600, or probably more because it's been 3 years since my last dental work.

Here?  He painted some varnish on the tooth.  It wasn't a cavity.  I didn't need more than that.  He was super nice, too, and loved practicing his English with me.

We've been to the dentist in Mexico before, but it was on the border in a town known for dental tourism.  My mom still got a nice zircon bridge for $3,000 in 2013 or so, but it was very pushy and up-selly.  Kind of like USA dentists...who push you to get work you might not really need, or more expensive work compared to what might be a better cheap option.

I want to mention one more thing on the 'Mexico is better' side.  Next to my house is a pharmacy that I can walk to for my antidepressants, painkillers, and other medicines.  I'd been getting Desvenlafexine from there.  It was 500 pesos for a one month supply...really expensive for Mexico, but I needed it so whatever.

Yesterday I went to get the pills and I got a two month supply for 300 pesos ($15).  I was like: what the heck?

The worker said that someone started buying Desvenlafexine here a while a go so they asked corporate to send them the generic to save them money.

ME.  I was the one who started buying that there a while ago.  THEY GOT ME CHEAPER PILLS FOR ME.  ;_;

I love Mexico so much.
 

Halloween in Mexico

 Alas, no trick or treaters so far.  I say 'so far' because Halloween goes from Oct 31 to Nov 2 because Dios de la Muertos adds on to it and is the bigger holiday here.

Of course, people aren't letting kids run around at night here, because memories of the cartel in our area still have families on guard.  The only place where they were trick or treating was on the brightly lit 'Malecon' or boardwalk where it had been arranged.  

That didn't stop me from putting out a plastic pumpkin full of candy on our gate.  It's right under the light so everyone going by could see it.

No kids, however, I notice all the candy would disappear every time a delivery man came.  They would swipe all the candy I put outside of the pumpkin into their pockets right in front of me with big grins:  Para los ninos!  (For my kids!).  

We used to leave out treats for delivery men in the USA, and even a fridge with cold drinks.  It was a more popular with the javalinas than the delivery men to be honest.  But I see here that the delivery men love extra perks!  So I'm going to keep free candy and stuff outside for them.  Like...I never saw this enthusiasm with the USA treats.  Here:  Mom or Dad can be a hero with a pocket full of candy for the kids.  Muy bien!

Now here's a video of Frijole and our elder cat Scrappy:

In other news, my mom and I have a guy for old lady pains now.  He's an orthopedic surgeon who we see at this private hospital we go to for any medical things.  He gave my mom a shot in her shoulder that took away her pain for three months.  She went back for knee shots (I paid my neighbor to take her because I was super busy with work) and then yesterday we both came in for knee shots.  

I got two cortisone shots in my knees which got rid of my knee pain, but made my nerve damage pain from my bone cancer surgery more noticeable.  My mom got a shot which was a gel to go in between the bones and replace the missing cartilage so it's not 'bone on bone' anymore. It's like a mini-knee replacement surgery so she can get by for the next 6-8 months without surgery.  (Mega long needle and she needed local sedation for it.)

Price?  $525.  And they didn't give us an itemized printout like last time, which is sus.  I worry this guy might over charge us because he has some bad reviews from gringos who were charged more than locals.  But whatever.  It's still cheaper than the USA would be for me.  

My knees are much better, and my mom is going to do this instead of a risky knee replacement surgery.  I say it's a win.

What isn't a win is that we found an ATM that let's us withdraw cash from my mom's US Bank account, and on top of the ATM fee fucking US Bank charges her $18-$23 per withdrawal!  I wanted to move money to my non US Bank account so I could save her fees but it's a hassle and she loves having her own cash now.  It's also saved our ass a few times when we needed to pay cash.

Like in Sams Club recently.  I told you that I had my neighbor drive my mom to her Dr. appointment.  I gave my mom my credit card in case the bill was high.  When she got back she gave me the wrong credit card (same company) but this was HER card that was locked.  

And we went to Sams Club and neither this card nor my back up card would work.  The backup card just doesn't work on their shitty card readers no matter how they try to stick a folded piece of paper in with it.  And my main card was wrong.  So we had $450USD of groceries and no card was working.  

Fortunately we came up with the $9000 pesos, but only because my mom had cash for me.  It would have been really humiliating otherwise.  

I would hate not to be able to go to Sams Club.  I know I'm spoiled but sometime you want a rack of ribs and not weird cuts of meat that are really hard to chew.  😞  

I make a lot of money, why can't I have some luxury?  It can't always be about saving for the future.  I deserve to live now.

Car Troubles in Mexico

 This is probably going to be a short one.  First...KITTEN!

The Cat Distribution system WILL get it done.  It goes to great lengths.  Because we did not want another cat.  There were many strays outside vying for positions in the home, for the expensive (relatively, cat food is in sachets here not cans) cat food, love, and comfort.  But we kept all the outdoor cats outdoors.  A system that worked well for Scrappy, who will not abide a second cat in the home.

Then...there was a worker over fixing the drainage in our back garden that the tree roots had destroyed.  All day long I kept hearing a cat crying.  I went out twice trying to find the source, but I couldn't go in back because of the workers and equipment.

Once they left:  THE HORROR.  A tiny four week old kitten was in our dirt container things surrounding the back patio.

Now:  This is Mexico, and these are 'Terraced' houses (if you're British).  Basically our house is in a row of connected houses that share at least one wall with the house next to you.  Behind our back garden are more houses completely enclosing it.  

So how did this kitten get there?  It was a tiny baby, clearly still with its mother.  

Well...either it fell off one of the surrounding roofs (unlikely since he wasn't injured) or his mother was transporting her kittens from one location to the next and...kind of forgot him.

WE. DIDN'T. WANT. ANOTHER.CAT.

We were waiting for Scrappy to live out her twilight years so we could look forward to a no pet period of traveling.  Also--Scrappy is violent.  Every time we tried to invite a new cat, no matter how carefully, she would always attempt murder.  Often lulling them into a false sense of security before catching them unawares and tearing their faces off.

But WTF were we going to do?  This was a baby.  If we left him outside he'd die.  :(

So.  I took him upstairs and set up a boundary to keep him locked away from Scrappy.  We tried a few times to introduce them, hoping she would have mercy on a baby, but no.  She's as violent as ever in the beginning.  

After a month and a half, with his scent permeating the house, and him more than doubling in size and no longer being contained, she has accepted her fate.  She still hisses and scratches him when he comes near, but she's not actively hunting him.  

Scrappy has mellowed in her old age.

And Frijole has wormed his way into our hearts.  I never knew I could love another baby so much.  ;_;  He is a little ray of darkness to brighten our lives.  And his grandma adores him too.

But seriously...he's grown like a weed.

So...the Cat Distribution System wins in the end, and I don't think it's a coincidence that he appeared LITERALLY a day after I posted about how our elderly cat (23 years old now) wouldn't be around for much longer.  It was like I was ASKING FOR IT.

And now on to the Title Story.

Our 2017 Chevy Equinox kindly drove us down to Mexico.  A 5 day trip, loaded with belongings.  But what do we do?  Let her rot in our parking space.  No oil change.  No tune-up.  :sigh:

Now 7 months later I decided to go to the beach.  Yay!  A free day to recharge my batteries after writing multiple scripts one after the other in an attempt to finish my current game serial so I can focus on more profitable projects.

Never made it to the beach.  The car started stalling in traffic.  -_-  Horrifying.

We limped to an oil change place and they changed our dirty oil, cleaned all the sand that infiltrated us (beach town woes) and replaced our spark plugs.  

Great!  I'm sure that was the problem.  Let's continue as normal.

We manage to go shopping (at Sams Club again because we're spoiled assholes) and as I'm leaving Sams Club, not only does she start stalling again, but the CHECK ENGINE light is on!

We get into AutoZone to run the diagnostic and get a printout.  They tell us to have a mechanic check before we buy any parts.  Okay.

Well.  I don't want to deal with this.  I don't want to drive a car that stalls at every stop sign to whatever mechanic there is, sit all day with it, struggle, etc.

ADVANTAGE MEXICO:  We have a Mexican for that.

My neighbor took the car and is dealing with everything.  He will be well paid.  This is someone we trust and we appreciate so much that he will deal with the mechanics instead of us.  

He's the kind of guy who will refuse payment for helping you and you have to force it on him.  Sometimes by buying him take out food and hiding the money in the bag when you give it to him.  :p  Did that twice.

But he's definitely going to get at least $200USD for all this shit he's doing today.  x_x  I just don't want to deal with it.  I want my car to work again!

Here's hoping we don't keep having problems.  He said Chevy Equinox's get all shitty at this age, but we have low miles, y'know?  Only 130,000 kilometers (we flipped it to metric).  So...that's not much, right?  

I'm hoping we can have it survive at least 4 more years until we get permanent residency, then I can buy a new car if I need to.

In the meantime, Fingers Crossed! 

Ups and Downs in Mexico

 First of all, we love it here.  It was not a mistake to leave the USA and we feel it was inevitable that we would have left.  With dark-skinned family and visible accents our safety was at stake (and still is for my family still there).  

We love our local seafood restaurant.

We never really discussed the decision to leave.  The day after the election when we woke up to the horror I said to my mom, "That's it.  We're going to Mexico."

Instead of my mom saying, "Are you sure? Let's think about this." or "But I love our house here." She said, "Yep.  There's no choice."  

And so, I proceeded to the consulate and got our visas.  At no point did my mother become the 'voice of reason' (because I've always been crazier and more impetuous than her) so we left.

Now we've lived here for 6 months.  It's home to us, but I'll admit we didn't explore all that much yet due to my hectic work schedule. 

I can drive around without GPS and speak easily to store clerks in Spanish, constantly apologizing for my mistakes.  They say you learn the language fast when you live in a Spanish country.  Yes, it's true, because you kind of have to.

It's in a palapa, an open grass hut.  $30 for an extravagant lunch for 2.

There are so many benefits to being in Mexico.  The prices, the kindness, the easily made friends, the walkability, the freedom.  But there are, of course, things that make us crave the systems we took for granted back home.  For instance:

We ran out of propane.  We couldn't shower.  In the USA there's a website, or a phone number, or something.  Here, it's begging someone on WhatsApp.  Never getting a straight answer for when they'll be there.  Having to learn how to send your GPS coordinates from one App (GoogleMaps) to a different one (WhatsApp). 

It took 8 days to finally get our tank filled.  At one point he asked me to take a picture of our tank and I said NO.  It's on my roof.  I'm not doing this.  And I complained to our landlord who said he would take care of it, but in the end, I had to be the one begging the company every day to please just come and deliver our propane.

The next issue: 
Mercado Libre is the Amazon.com of Mexico (never mind we have Amazon.mx also, Mercado Libre is where you usually go).  Just like the USA Amazon, independent sellers can post products to sell there, using their payment set up and shipping direct to buyers.

Yeah.  Great.  Except it's clear that a lot of people are buying broken stuff "fixing it" (not really) then reselling it.  Here's what we've experienced:

1. An Alexa that you had to fiddle with to get it to connect to power until it finally just broke.

2. My mother's 'Refurbished' computer that overheats when it's supposed to be idle.  We had to lift it off the desk with thread spindles to give it airflow because the stupid fan is on the bottom, and I've had to struggle to get the 'Bitconnect' or whatever code after two catostrophic failures.  This computer wasn't cheap either!  It was over $700USD!

3.  My mother's TV which is her computer monitor because her vision is bad had the remote control break.  You'd think this was a simple thing to remedy, get a universal remote, right?  There's no universal remotes that work with "Sansui 32 Smart Model".  We had to fight to get the manufacturer to send us a new remote, and it involved going to a local bank and putting money in their bank account and then sending them a receipt to prove we'd done this.  And it still took another two weeks for them to actually send it!

In the end I will go to the Sams Club and buy a guaranteed new computer directly from the store the next time I need it, and yes that means paying an exorbitant price (especially for Mexico) because they are imported from the USA.

But, yeah, these are minor inconveniences.  We love it here and it is our forever home.  

Recently a kitten dropped into our backyard.  :sigh:  We had to save the little twerp so now we have two cats, but what can you do?  He's adjusting well from feral life to house kitten.  Hopefully someone will adopt him from us soon.

The Birthday Party

 We're in Mexico not 5 months and we get invited to a birthday party.  Our neighbor's daughter was turning 13.  So not a little kid, but not an adult.  We were surprised it was 13 because when I asked how old back when we first met she said 13.  But apparently you start saying your age when it's the year you'll be that age?  I don't know.  But it wasn't a Quincenera.  Just a nice birthday party.

We were invited THE NIGHT BEFORE THE PARTY.  Like...what?  That's not enough time to get a gift!  Our neighbor Elba said no gifts.  She'd held a party for her older daughter's quince and no one showed up.  She thought because they didn't want to bring gifts.  So she said this time, no gifts.  

But there were gifts, so I'm glad I whipped something together.

My neighbor rented a party venue that had a swimming pool.  It was nice.  Outdoors, but with big powerful fans, a fully covered seating area, and the pool had tarps to semi-block the sun.  It was less than a mile from our home.

I looked it up and the face book said you could rent a weekday party for only $120usd.  Wow.  

I didn't know what to do about a gift.  I figured I'd put a 500 peso bill ($25) in an envelope and call it a day.  BUT.  I had bought some young adult books in Spanish because I wanted to start reading in Spanish. One of them, The Princess and the Cheese Sandwich, was still shrinkwrapped.  BOOM!  An age appropriate brand new book.  We wrapped it in a wrestling poster.  Done and Done.

Except I'd also ordered two boxes of mini-skittles.  So I brought them too and she was able to use them as party favors.  :proud:

I was worried this daughter would suffer what her sister did, but there were 50 people.  The kids played in the pool.  They paired off for slow songs and danced together in the pool  They were so cute.

My mom and I sat at a table with the mother, our neighbor and her husband.  She served pizza and ceviche (we ate the pizza), Agua Fresca which is a drink made from Jamaica leaves that tastes like cranberry juice to me, Sangria the non-acoholic soda that's popular here, and Fresca soda which is shockingly not diet here.

I ate three cupcakes and a little cheesecake cup thing that was super creamy.  We stayed for hours talking and joking with the other adult guests.  I brought a bottle of wine and my neighbor and her husband drank it with me.  Then they took out another bottle of sparkling wine that looked familiar...because I had given it to them a while ago when I bought multiples of it and didn't like it.  Lol.

A very nice party.  I wish I'd had more notice so I could have gotten the girl one of those plushies everyone is crazy about.  Le Sigh.  

No pinata.  ;_;  She's too old.  Ah well.

  

Getting Groceries in Mexico

So...I could get by on $200 a month for groceries.  If I did like my Mexican neighbor and went to the pescaria (fish shop), fruiteria, and the discount Walmart called Aurrora Bodega.  If we made corn tortillas and other assorted corn things our main starch.  (Order Chinese food and get a pile of corn tortillas with it...the people here eat everything in a corn tortilla, and tortas, and tostadas, and the biggest cornception:  Elote Street Food:  A bag of corn chips, sliced open, with corn masa put on it, with grilled corn with onions on that, and hot sauce. CORNCEPTION.)

A man with a cart comes by selling this every evening. 

Like my neighbor I could Make eggs (they're cheap here and not refrigerated) and beans the chief proteins along with the weekly fish if there's a good catch and good deals (literally have the fishermen walk in with their dripping fish nets, lots of oyster beds here too).  And by the way, that's her budget for a family of four.  

There's bags of dried textured tofu here for $20.  That's $20 pesos.  So $1.  And you put it in spaghetti bolanase and you can't tell it's not beef.  These bags are not refrigerated.  And I bet I'd like it if I tried it instead of the 400 gram ground beef tubes I buy for $50 ($2.50).

And all the videos and guides here said the same thing, groceries are cheap--if you shop like a local.

But do we shop like locals?  No.  No we don't.  

We just went to fricking Sams Club and spent $4,400 on American groceries like the spoiled brats we are.  That's $220USD if anyone's counting, and already over budget for eating like a local.

We have to have our stupid diet sodas (which I have to order online because you can only find two liters of coca cola light or coke zero around here and we want convenient cans or small bottles).  We have to have meat centric meals of steak, chicken, or ribs.  And when we buy fish it's the fricken frozen tilapia we used to buy in the USA.  I still haven't been to a pescaria yet!  And there's about three on the way to the drive to the Chedraui!

(As an aside, we went out for lunch today at one of the many seafood restaurants.  This one was introduced to us by that same neighbor so we went back.  I ordered something...wasn't sure what...and I got a whole bass fried and open with rice, potato salad, and greens salad.  It was delicious.  I picked that fishbone clean.)

We also expect to have black cherries this time of year, which I gorge on because I love them so much, and crunchy grapes, prunes for my mother, piles of cat food pouches to feed the strays, Splenda for my coffee, lots of sugar free chewing gum, and meat, meat, meat.

On top of this, when we do shop at the Mexican grocery stores we don't go to Aurrora Bodega or Casa Ley like my neighbor.  No.  We go to Chedraui, the most high end Mexican grocery store in my 2 kilometer range.  

Chedraui is really nice to shop at.  Clean.  Wide open aisles without stuff piled all over.  Everything neat and organized.  But never come on the 1st or 15th because that's when everyone in Mexico gets paid and the lines are LITERALLY an hour long.

It's the nearest place with ATMs to get cash out for the month.  So we always end up just shopping there because we have to go there for cash anyway.  But we can't resist the monthly Sams Club haul, despite the traumatic memories of my mom falling there last month.  (I'll never park in that section again.)

Chedraui is a warehouse size store where we also bought some furniture and electronics.  It's owned by Walmart, because of course it is.  So is Aurrora Bodega.  But the prices are still cheaper than in the USA.  

I say this, but Mexican prices are becoming so ordinary for me I really think I'm blanking on if there's any discount.  Sam's Club does have lower prices in Mexico than in the USA, but not THAT much lower.  I mean two pints of cherries is still $7, a double package of pork ribs will still run $15.  

And I could just buy all my produce at Aurrora Bodega.  Yes, there's fruit flies, and some rotten produce, but you can still find the good stuff and manage.  Or better yet, I could go to a fruiteria right?  

Well, I went to one and got some nice mangos, but it was the end of the day and all the bins were empty.  Like you have to hit the little stores early it seems

I went to a carcineria (butcher) within walking distance to my house (there's SO MUCH in walking distance!) but what do I buy?  Prime rib.  And it was $36 and smelled a little off.  But...the meat in the grocery stores always smell a little off to me, too.  I'm realizing it's not that it's going bad, but that they don't douse it with chlorinated water like in the USA.  It's probably healthier for me too.  Fewer nitrates for coloring here too.

Anyway, if we weren't spoiled we would keep going to the gringo side of town for Sams Club and Dairy Queen.  We wouldn't be importing Science Diet cat food for Scrappy.  And we wouldn't be getting our Bimbos at the Chedraui instead of the Aurora Bodega (hey I think I finally spelled it right!).  Bimbos being loafs of bread of course.

But anyway, I blew $220 on Sams Club and that leaves $280 for the rest of the month because my mom and I get a $500 grocery budget.  More than twice as much as my neighbor, for half as many people.  SHAME ON US!

Anyway...I'm going to walk to the Oxxo now to get that fucking menthol candy I'm re-addicted to.  That's all for now! 

Seeing a Movie in Theaters in Mexico

Okay, so I heard the new Superman movie was liberal trash, so of course I needed to go see it.  I went today with my mom, and LOVED it.  The last Superman movie with the Henry Calvill was good (I like that he was arrested and imprisoned because I'm kinky like that) but this was was superb!  

James Gunn let us fill in the blanks instead of telling us the same story we already know, and Guy Garder of the Justice League was in it!!  I used to read Justice League West just for him because he was an incredible asshole, and I loved him.  It was so great to recognize him.  And I loved that there were other heroes and people were all like, yeah, we know.  Without the whole coming out to humanity as a superhero shit.

Anyway, there are several movie cinemas in my city.  My phone brought me to the wrong one first, and I just left.  It's in a crowded strip mall that's hard to park in and has nasty construction blocking one side of the four lane road.

I went to the gringo side of town instead, the mall with the Apple Store, Dairy Queen, Carls Junior, and KFC.  Still out doors, but with tarps blocking the sun.  Very clean and nice to walk around.

I got there at noon and realized I was too early.  They have two versions of the movie running:  English with Spanish subtitles, or a Dubbed version.  YAY!  So I can still see the movies I want in English.

We walked around and spent too much money on crap because everything in that mall is American prices.  And yet, we were the only gringos.  There's plenty of rich Mexicans with designer clothes and designer purses.  They're doing just fine, thank you.

Finally we went back to the theater, again too early.  In the USA if you're too early they don't let you in until the current showing is over.  Here they DGAF.  So we got to watch the dubbed ending of Superman before watching the subtitled version.

The theater was nice.  They have plastic trays that all theaters really should have for carrying popcorn and drinks.  The popcorn side is deep, so that if you spill it, it stays in the tray.  Very nice.  At the end of the movie I saw everyone obediently bringing their trays to the trashcan, dumping them, and piling them beside it.  

Also, the door to leave back into the lobby area was open...so I was able to get to the bathrooms fast before our showing started.  I brought my ticket just in case, but no one cared.

Now for the issues:  No handicapped seats.  There's an area directly in front of the screen, but you're craning your neck and the picture looks terrible.  And yet, that's where one woman in a wheelchair had to sit.  If you can't climb the stairs you have no choice.  

My mom commiserated with her in the bathroom.  She hated that she had to watch it there.  Said her neck hurt.  My walker-bound mom agreed.  They need handicapped seating that you can access that isn't just the first fucking row.  It's actually closer than the first row, because she couldn't sit in the seat, she had to park in front of a seat.

Next time I got to a movie here I'm going to see if there's any theaters that do have handicapped access.

But this time, I had to bring my stuff upstairs to our assigned seats (no way we were going to sit right in front).  Then I had to carry mom mom's shopping bag laden walker all the way up, and sit in a seat that had space beside it on the first landing so we could fold it up by her seat.  Then my mom, who was blind in the theater's darkness, had to slowly climb up the stairs and be guided to a proper seat.  Annoying, but worth it to get a good view of the movie.

Also annoying is there's no ticket stand.  We only saw computer screens that were a nightmare to use.  I swear a witch cursed me to not be able to use touch screens.  These touch screens were especially obnoxious because you had to guide a mouse cursor to where you wanted to click and the thing wouldn't fucking move.  I asked for help.  I think he said to go to the food stand to buy tickets with cash, but he ended up helping me finish on the terminal.

Now for the food stand.  There's only one size of soda, a normal tall cup.  Probably a medium in the USA.  And it's $60 which is $3.  I think that's cheap for movie soda.  They have Taki's covered hot dogs, candy of both Mexican and American origin (no Jr. Mints, but some Peanut M&Ms) and Palomitas which is popcorn.  

There were three different popcorn bins.  Red popcorn, which I assume is with Doritos dust or spicy Doritos dust or something.  Yellow popcorn called Mantequilla (butter in Spanish, but they didn't put extra butter on it).  And caramel corn.  Wow.  Also it didn't stink.  There was no scent of popcorn luring you in.

To the side there was also a Frappe stand (crushed ice caramel coffees, crushed ice fruit drinks and other flavors, including cajeta which means 'little box' so I have no idea what it was).  This stand also sold crepes with cream cheese/fruit, or nutella, or chocolate and more.  

Kitty corner to this stand, was a softserve ice cream stand with waffle cones.  And a few arcade games.

Okay so we're in the movie.  There were some movie previews, but also two 'talk show/advertisements' of a man and a woman talking about the movie and a few other movies, making jokes and bantering, then working in commercials for deoderant and the concessions.  They had two shows before the movie.

We saw a Smurfs movie preview, but they call them a completely different word, and then...something amazing.

It's a cartoon.  Disney quality, but very dark and serious.  It shows the Aztecs and the Conquistadors coming to brutalize them.  Cortez is a main character, but half his face is burned so he wears a covering over half of it (like...TWO FACE?) It was all in Spanish so I only got bits and pieces, but the Aztec warrior goes into one of their temples asking an Aztec bat god for help.  The tides start to turn, but then the conquistadors sends a crazy murderer with clown makeup after the Aztecs...kind of like the JOKER?  Then we get the title...and Batman music...BATMAN AZTECA.  OMG.  I FUCKING WANT TO SEE THIS SO BAD!  Is this in the USA too?  It seems like a Mexican only cartoon.  Oh!  I hope they have an English version.

And then the movie, which was loud but great.  I'll definitely see it on streaming a second time.  Afterwards, I struggled to haul my food tray and my mom's walker down the stairs, while she worked her way down slowly holding the handrail.

So...yeah.  Good and bad.  And the tickets for the matinee for me and mom mom were $10usd.  Can't beat that!

I Love Living in Mexico

 We've been here 5 months now and it's safe to say we love it.  It wasn't a mistake.  It was a great decision to come here, and the amount of stress I have seems like it's halved since I came.

Part of my stress was always financial, despite the fact that I make mid six figures on a bad year, I still stressed out all the time, because I have no children.  The only thing to take care of me in old age is my money, and I imagined I'd need at least $16,000 a month to pay for good care by the time I needed it.  So...I was working my ass off, scrimping and saving, to max my IRA and 401k as much as I could every year.

Here:  it's fine.  I could retire now and I'd be okay.  I no longer have the fear of being left in my filth at a bad nursing home.  

But there are of course, some issues.

After my surgery I got a bad infection.  Puss was leaking from my abdominal wound and internal wound.  I took a round of antibiotics and figured I was good.  But I wasn't.  Because I'm showering in contaminated water.  

Today is the first day I did the infection odor check and it was clear.  This is after many days on several antibiotics.  I think it finally cleared.

That doesn't mean I'm healed.  I popped a stitch because I needed to go shopping and take my 76yo mom to the hospital after a fall in the Sams Club parking lot.  She was okay.  She literally fell hard on the concrete, bounced on her hip, and was okay.  Thank God it was the metal replaced hip.  

We have to be more careful.  I was drenched with sweat and desperate to sit in the car that day.  I walked away from her while she tried to get the loaded grocery cart off the curb.  I fucked up, and it could have cost me everything.  Thank God she's okay.

What happens if you fall in a Mexican Sams Club parking lot?  A flood of workers come to you, clean up all the stuff that fell out of your cart.  Lift your mother to her feet, and help her to the car.  I love that about Mexico.  

Anyway, as I was saying, I popped a stitch and it's that spot that still hasn't healed.  Hopefully soon.  And hopefully before a new infection sets in.  I'm out of alcohol wipes and need to buy some more.

Anyway, someone I knew from the USA had the great idea of trying to send me something illegal in Mexico.  And for weeks I was terrified that we were going to get arrested and deported.  That didn't happen, but it showed me how much this life means to me.  This is my home, and I will not give it up without a fight.  

Mexico is a better, less stress filled life, and I love it here.  I will fight to stay with every ounce of my being.  This is my country now, and I love it.

Having Surgery in Mexico Part 2

I am 2 days post surgery.  I needed to have my uterus out due to cancer running in the family, gigantic fibroids, and ovarian cysts (took those out too).  I gave 'birth' cesarean style to a 2.5 kilo diseased uterus. 

I knew this surgery was in my future, but I didn't see it as urgent.  Just as long as I got it out before it became cancerous.  

The state of my uterus said different here.  The fibroids were so large that I couldn't have a typical hysterectomy that can be an out-of-office procedure.  I had to have my abdomen cut open to get it out.  And I had a very suspicious 4 inch long cervical polyp (a bane to my existence for ten years now).

This got me sent to an oncologist to proceed with the surgery.  Another complication was that I've had two surgeries previously on my abdomen to remove my large intestine (due to ulcerative colitis).  This meant I had 'adhesions' and needed a gastroenterologist present for the surgery.

I had a friend in the USA who's daughter was a doctor who made a much higher salary than the typical doctor.  This is because she'd become a 'doctor to the rich'.  A specialized doctor who gave VIP service outside of the regular medical system in the USA.

I bring this up because I feel like that's the service I just received in Mexico, but for a fraction of the cost.  In fact, the cost was less than what I would have paid in the USA WITH insurance.  I had Obamacare, a Silver Plan, and it had been so gutted my out of pocket max was $12,000, and this was despite paying $460/month insurance premiums.

I have no doubt this surgery would have reached my out of pocket max with the 30% I was liable for and other copayments.  In Mexico the surgery, hospital stay, anesthesiologist, and  gastroenterologist was just under $4,500.

EDIT:  It was another $500 to get my pathology results.  So make it around $5k overall 

But here's the kicker.  This was for the VIP private medical care they have in Mexico.  Many of the headaches I'd have to deal with in the USA, despite paying the exorbitant price, were not had here.  For instance:

1. I didn't have to wait to make my initial appointment with an 'in network' doctor.  I just went to the private hospital here and they made an appointment for me.  They also did the initial bloodwork and ultrasound that day.  No lines, no waiting.

2.  I didn't have to fight with insurance to get the surgery covered.  I didn't have to delay for weeks while dealing with that headache.

3.  I didn't have to fight with appointment bookers to get a date for my surgery.  I've had this be nightmarish before in the USA.  The red tape and hassle is enormous.

4.  I didn't have to worry about out-of-network bullshit costs being added to the bill when I'm half out of it on the operating table and don't know what I'm signing.

And I will say, without a doubt, a better experience is what I got.  Consider this:  in the USA there seems to always be staffing issues.  You have a nurse and nurse assistant assigned to your room, but they'll be the only two people for the entire floor. 

And often there are people in much worse shape than you.  You don't want to bother them, but when you have no choice, it's a long wait.  

I've even had situations where the harried nurse will just come and shut off the button without asking what you needed.  This happened to my mom after her hip replacement.  They left her in a urine soaked bed and I had to get her out of there.

In Mexico?  Staffing isn't a problem in the private medical system.  I was beset by what seemed like 10 workers all getting me ready for surgery.  Two people at my arm putting in the IV, two more at my legs wrapping them up so I don't get clots, several others explaining things to my mom (my translator) and setting up the room for me.

In Mexico, in the private system, you almost have TOO many workers.  They were always fast to come to the room when we needed something as if they wanted something to do.

Also, the doctor came twice a day.  In the morning and evening.  I feel like in the USA you're lucky to get to seem them once a day.  And forget it if it's a weekend.

Everything went so smoothly.  I've never had a discharge from a hospital this fast.  It's always a nightmare waiting for someone to get out the IV and for the doctor to do your paperwork.  

Not so this time.  When my mom showed up I was already in the wheelchair ready to go.  And there were plenty of staff available to take me down.  Like the woman almost argued with the guy to let her do it.  Very efficient.

There was no crowding.  Only one person to a room, which isn't uncommon in the USA, but there wasn't waiting for a room to open up, or being in a gurney in the hallway since there's just no place to put you (happened to me before).  The private medical system in Mexico is not a '12 hours in the ER waiting room' situation.  

That's not to say everything was perfect, but the pros outweigh the cons by a mile.  I was eager to have the surgery here rather than the USA.  I knew it would be a better experience.

Some of the cons:

After the initial appointments I discussed in my previous post, it was off to another private hospital to actually have the surgery.  This wasn't the Atlas Hospital I'd started the process with.  It was at the Maria Luisa de la Pena Sanatorio, a Catholic hospital.  

This hospital was great, and don't mistake my nitpicking as not being happy with the service I received there.

The first issue:  no elevator.  I had to go upstairs to my room.  My mother was with me and had to climb steep stairs.  I asked how I was going to get down from there after the surgery.  They said they'd take me on a wheelchair.  

At the time I thought the wheelchair would be carried down those stairs, but they actually had a ramp at the back parking lot, so all good.  But it was annoying for my handicapped mom to have to climb stairs.

I remember in the past and not so distant past getting little welcome kits in the hospital.  A pitcher with ice and disposable individually wrapped cups, footies with elastic tread, a toothbrush and toothpaste, and sometimes it's all in a kidney shaped plastic bowl which is great for puking into if you need to.

In Mexico they gave me a roll of toilet paper, a bar of soap, and a large bottle of water.  Again, not a big deal.

Next, the call button was on the wall behind my bed.  There wasn't a wire going to the bed with a call button.  When I mentioned I wouldn't be able to press it, they moved the bed sideways and lifted it up so I could reach it.  All good.

The toilet was low and small, and the handicapped rail was also small.  There was no emergency call button in the bathroom.  Meh.  It's fine.

There was dried blood on the hard plastic guardrail of the bed.  I had wipes with me so my mom cleaned it.  Meh, that's life.

The IV hung on the actual bed on a hook that was attached.  This made going to the bathroom a little annoying since I had to carry everything in my arms when I had multiple IVs going.  But I liked that the price stickers were right on every IV they gave me.  Those prices matched the bill at the end.  Kind of cool.

Here's a big annoyance in Mexico:  Oxycontin, Codeine, and Fentanyl are all banned here.  I love my tramadol, but seriously?  I needed something strong after being cut open.  I can't have NSAIDS due to bleeding that happens in my false-bowel.  I was prescribed fricking tramadol and an NSAID despite telling the doctor I can't have them.  😑 I didn't realize what it was until I looked it up online.  Annoying, but I was able to stop before any harm was done.

I feel that getting cut open means getting a pile of good painkillers, y'know?  I earned those.  But whatever.

They do have sufficient IV painkillers like buprenorphine and I had an epidural in my back.  When it finally ran out I was in terrible pain, sweating like crazy.  But it's my own fault because I'd wanted to go home a day early and tried not to ask for anything for pain because I knew they'd keep me.  I ended up having to stay the prescribed two days.  Cest la vie.  

Digression:

To be honest, my pain was from weird cramping on my side rather than the incision.  I don't know why this surgery was so much easier to recover from than my two colectomy related surgeries.  I was able to get up and walk around the next day, and not with hisses of pain and wincing.  It hurt, but not terribly.  

When I had my colon out they stapled me shut (a horrible thing to do to someone, especially for the rectal wound) and forced me up the day after so I had staples flying out of me and opening up my wound.  The epidural fell out and I remember praying for death in the bed because I was in so much pain.  I was forced to walk and every step was like a stab to the gut.

My neighbor (bless her) came to drive me home and gasped when she saw me stand up and walk to my shoes like it was nothing.  She'd had two cesareans and expected me to be a mess.  I was mobile and didn't want to be in the wheelchair.  She kept telling my mom how astonished she was.

And I was too.  What was different?  Yes, they actually used stitches instead of staples, score one point for Mexico, and the cut was not going above the naval.  Still...I expected I should be in terrible pain.  

I was thinking it's because I'd lost weight since then, but my neighbor is skinny and still had horrendous pain from her cesareans.  

The only other thing I can think of is that I have a lot of abdominal muscles.  My stomach is hard with them.  This is due to 24 years of having to push really hard to go to the bathroom from the colectomy.  Removing my rectum meant sewing me up tight.  So an abdominal workout every time I go to the bathroom.  Which is frequent because I have no colon.  So ten minutes after every meal I'm going.  Maybe that's why this wasn't a nightmare of pain?

Anyway, this was the first time I was explained how to use the buttons to get the guardrails down on the bed, and to move the bed up and down.  Like not sitting up, but actually raising it.  I know in the USA they don't want you to know how to unlock the guardrails.  In Mexico, personal responsibility is huge and they gave me that option.  They treat people like adults here.

There was a couch/bed in the room for my mom (also something you get a lot in the USA) and she slept there with me the first night.  I didn't make her go through that the second night.  It's scary not to speak the language, but I managed to get by.  I'm able to speak a lot of Spanish now and there's always Google translate if I'm desperate.  All the workers were fast to take out their phones to translate for me too.

I think I covered everything.  I hope this is the last 'necessary' surgery I have in my life, but I'd go for a tummy tuck, lipo, or plastic surgery in the future here no problem.  (Of course I'd research the doctors first.)  

The private healthcare service in Mexico is worth the trip.  Worth the money.  And is a much better experience than what you get in the USA.

Having Surgery in Mexico

 My mom's shoulder has been a constant source of pain for her for many years.  Lately she said there's a hard lump near the shoulder which she thinks is bone cancer.  I had bone cancer ten years ago so we wanted to check it out.

In Mexico there's the public free healthcare and the private paid healthcare.  The public system is over-burdened and should be left for the Mexican people.  We didn't come here to add to their problems.  

So we opted for private care, which is great.  VIP service (compared to what we're used to in the USA) for prices that are LESS than the copays, insurance premiums, and deductibles I paid in the USA with a crappy Obamacare plan.

We have heard mixed things about getting insurance for said private care.  In the end we decided not to get any insurance because they won't cover my mom due to her age.  We'll just pay out of pocket. 

We found a private hospital and went there.  Atlas Hospital in La Paz.  We haven't tried any others, so can't compare, but the care we got at Atlas was great.

My mom got her shoulder looked at.  It's arthritis.  They gave her a lidocaine cream.  Not much can be done for it.

I asked if I could bring up my medical problem too.  Sure.  I said I need a hysterectomy.  My mom had aggressive uterine cancer last year and it runs in our family.  I have gigantic fibroid tumors (seriously, one as big as a tennis ball and you can see the shape of it on my abdomen since I don't have a colon) and also impressive ovarian cysts on one of my ovaries.  These are all the usual symptoms for eventual cancer in my family.  

We are suspected of having 'Lynch Syndrome' a hereditary syndrome that ups our risk for different cancers.  In my family line it's focused on reproductive areas.  Uterus - two great aunts dead from uterine cancer and my mom had the same.  Ovaries - ovarian disease in my aunt.

Anyway, my uterus and ovaries are diseased and with this family history it's a ticking timebomb of cancer waiting to happen.  

They said:  Sure.  Let's get your blood work and do an ultrasound and we'll send you to a gynecologist to get it scheduled next week.  Like.   Seriously.  My hysterectomy is on Sunday.

In 2010 or so I had an ultrasound that found I had a 'huge' 9cm fibroid tumor.  It has since grown to 11cm, and there's three more vying for the top size spot.  Also I have a 3cm ovarian cyst on the side of my body where I get the 'bad' periods with cramps.  The other ovary gives me pleasant periods of no note.  The bad size cramps me up every month.

Okay, so they called the gynecologist on my behalf and got me an appointment the next day.  This was extremely unpleasant.  My first ever pelvic exam in my life (I have trauma in my past and avoided them for psychological reasons).  It was extremely painful and he had to stop before fully examining me.

But he saw that I had a cervical polyp.  Something that I know has been growing inside me for over 10 years.  It's as impressively huge as the fibroids (but more annoying, since it's external).  He said I needed to go to an oncologist.

That of course scared the crap out of me, but he swears it's just to be safe.  It's probably not cancer.  Okay.  Fine.  Also I need to have two surgeries, because this thing has to be removed before they can do the hysterectomy.  Since it's so huge it has to be done under sedation.

The day after that tomorrow I was with the female gynecologist oncologist surgeon.  She didn't hurt me, because she was warned by my mom not to do the same thing the male gyno did.  

She says she can get it all done in one surgery, but I have to be cut open.  The fibroids are too big to do the normal laparoscopic type hysterectomy that can be done as an outpatient.  I'll be in the hospital 2 days.

Also, since I have adhesions from my prior two abdominal surgeries, I need a proctologist present for the surgery.  It's more complicated than it should be, but they're thinking of everything and being careful.  Extremely professional.  The surgeon has nothing but good reviews online too.

That's where I'm at as of now.  The surgery is day after tomorrow.  

I'm happy with the care I got.  There's no lines/no waiting.  They take care of you and go the extra mile.  However, this being Mexico, there are some other annoyances.

1.  This new oncologist was some random office on a busy street with NO PARKING.  And all the street parking was taken.  There was literally no where to park in a 5 block radius.  We ended up parking illegally close to a stop sign and paying a guy to watch our car.  (He was one of those roaming car-washers here).  If we have to go back there we'll take a taxi.

2.  The surgeon's cost is $70,000 pesos ($3,500usd) and she wants it in CASH.  😑  Like.  Seriously.  I had transferred $5000 to my international bank thinking I would pay her that way.  This is how I pay my rent and got us eyeglasses here.  No.  And no credit card either. Cash.  So I have to go to the ATM every day and take out the max amount.  Including the day of the surgery.  I'll just barely make it in time for the surgery.

There are other costs, such as the proctologist, hospital fee, anesthesialogist, but all those costs can be paid on a credit card.  The total cost for everything (excluding the two $1000 peso or $50usd doctor visit and $6000pesos $300usd for the ultrasound/bloodwork) is $90,000pesos or $4,500usd.

If I had this done in the USA it would have taken weeks if not months to sort it all out and get approval from insurance, and it STILL would have cost me $12,000 which is my out of pocket max.  

So yeah.  In Mexico, without insurance, you get VIP private medical care for less than what shitty medical care in the USA costs WITH INSURANCE.  

I'm glad I'm having this surgery here.  I know I'll be treated a lot better than in the USA.  But I'll post about everything afterwards.

Noticias La Paz

 The judicial elections are over in Mexico.  I think they were nationwide.  Only 13% of people showed up to vote.  It's not that they were lazy, the cartels were intimidating people.  Since they burned two buses in my city I'm trying to keep up with the local news.  

It's weird how in the beginning I was all about keeping up with USA news, and I still do, but living in Mexico with blinders on is foolish.  Things happen here and you need to be aware.  

I still love it here.  I love being able to walk to a pharmacy in 3 minutes and get the pills I once had to do humiliating urine screens for and pay out the ass for the privilege.  And I take less of them now.  They had an antidepressant effect that I took advantage of, and I just need less of that here.

I have less stress about my future.  I know I won't end up in a urine soaked bed at a horrible nursing home one day, and that when my mom needs elder care I'll be able to afford it for her.

I know that if I lost my game vendor I'd have more than enough money to live on in my savings until I turned 62 and could then live well off social security.

Everything has changed, and it's been for the better.  Even when there's headaches, like the furniture woes, Walmart theft, and not getting the medication I needed the first time I saw the doctor, they're few and far between compared to my problems in the USA.

In Mexico they would never let my mom wait a month before she received news of her cancer diagnosis.  In Mexico I wouldn't have to struggle to get a vet appointment to save my poor little cat's life when she had some lung issue and was near death.  In Mexico people are kind, eager to help, and it's not all about money.

But they do need jobs here, and I love this place so much I want to give back.  It has to wait until I get permanent residency however.  I can't legally work here right now.  Having a 'front man' to run the business through is just asking for problems.  

We don't know if we're buying a house here.  The reason to have a house paid for in the USA is so you don't have to deal with housing costs when you're trying to survive in retirement.  Here I could always afford rent, and when I get older I'd want to live in some gringo senior living situation anyway.  So...maybe we won't buy.

We like the little house we have.  Four bedrooms with a nice bonus room with a balcony upstairs.  $700 for rent each month, $160 for electric every two months, $20 for propane every three months, and $10 for water every other month or so.  And my landlord kept all the bills in her name to make our lives easier.  We just add our costs to the rent each month.  She tells me what we owe through WhatsApp.

WhatsApp Web is amazing because I can talk to so many people and businesses with the aid of my computer translator.  But I am learning Spanish, bit by bit, day by day.  I'm not running into trouble when I go to stores anymore.  I'm able to talk on the phone.  I still struggle, but I know I'll be fluent in a few years.  It takes studying diligently as well as immersion.  You can't learn through osmosis.

I was sick for most of last month.  What was I sick from?  I'm somewhat sure it was a bladder infection due to not bathing due to the faucet situation I spoke of previously.  The antibiotics did make me better, though I still struggle with fatigue.  I also think I had a Graves disease flare since my heart was racing.

We got blood tests at a nearby lab.  My Graves is high but in a reasonable range.  I think I was higher a few days ago but upped my pills enough to get it under control.  I'm not anemic either, which was a fear I had.  My mom is also not anemic.  My blood did have signs I'm fighting an infection, so that tracks.

During the illness I seemed to sweat out my medications and minerals.  And somehow I'm no longer addicted to nicotine gum.  This is the perfect chance to get a hysterectomy.  And this month I'll start looking into that.  I'd like to just pay for it at the private hospital and not sign up for insurance, because the private insurance down here is the same as USA prices.  And I didn't leave the USA to come to Mexico to pay $500/mo in health insurance.  

I also am too spoiled to use the public health system here.  That, and I don't think it's right that I should be adding to the overloaded system.  The Mexican people need care and shouldn't be delayed because some gringa showed up.  Private hospitals will keep me out of their way.

Cartel Troubles

About a month ago we were hearing a lot of police sirens.  It turns out a drug cartel burned two public buses (no one was inside).  There was trouble in Los Cabos (an hour from us) and Cabo San Lucas (two hours from us). 

This is a mural on the wall of one of our favorite restaurants here. It's of Frida Khalo, of course, the famous painter and a national treasure of Mexico.


Then yesterday a man was outside of a bar at night and a car went speeding past him.  He yelled for them to slow down.  It was a cartel member.  He rolled down the window and shot the guy in the foot.

When I hear that I thought:  this guy lost his foot.  But I'm thinking of 'American Guns' not the tiny pistol this guy had.  The bullet hole looked slightly bigger than a bibi gun.  (Lucky for him).

Something else has happened today, but we don't know what.  We're hearing a lot of police sirens.  

This is the other mural on the restaurant wall of Rosalinda.  I don't know who this is, so apologies if she's another famous Mexican.  We believe she's the owner of the restaurant since it's called Rosalinda's.

This is very worrying, obviously.  According to the USA Travel Guidance two cartels are fighting to claim La Paz as their territory.  The long-term expats and locals are saying that's not what's going on and this is about the election for new judges after a crackdown on corrupt judges who worked with/for the cartels.  Some say the cartels are trying to intimidate people to vote in corrupt judges.  There is also intimidation at the polls and at political events.  

My neighbor said the cartel used to rule La Paz, but they were cleared out.  It's scary to think they're back.

But this is why we agreed not to buy a house right away in La Paz.  First, it's hard to buy property as a temporary resident anyway, so better to wait until we get permanent residency.  Second, we need to make sure we're staying where we buy long-term.  Obviously, if the cartel is taking over La Paz we will need to get out.

This is not easy.  We have our USA car here because you're allowed to drive with US plates in the Baja peninsula (and also the 'border zone' 20 miles from the US border).  We like having a car.  It makes life a lot easier.  We are also able to lock it inside our gate every night so we don't have the stress of leaving it parked on the street.

Chevy Exquinoxes are very reliable cars, and this could very well be the last car I buy.  It only has 70k miles and they give you 200k miles at a minimum, usually up to 250k and more.  Considering we've had the car since 2017 (bought it used) that means many more years of enjoying this car.  

Nationalizing it so it's legal in all of Mexico is a cumbersome and difficult process, that requires driving all the way back to the border and importing it.  Then registering it.  But we don't have Mexican tax IDs and that's needed to do this.  If you get a Mexican tax ID, you end up in the system and other expats warned this can cause problems.  (I don't remember exactly what.)

So staying in La Paz means I don't have to blow upwards of $36k on a new car (because we'd want a nice one) with all the headache of registering it, getting the tax ID, etc.  Also we're in month 2 of a one year lease of our very nice rental.  We like it here.  We like the area.  I don't want to leave.

But safety is paramount, so yeah, if we have to leave we'll get a reliable moving company to move us to the mainland in one of the expat strongholds.  We'll fly there, and probably give our car to our neighbor since she drives without a plate anyway.  (A lot of cars don't have plates here.  She says she knows someone on the police force).  I don't know if I'd actually do that.  I have to consider it carefully first, but that's an option.  An expensive, difficult, and heartbreaking option.

What isn't an option is going back to the USA.  The truth is, if everywhere in Mexico became too dangerous we'd go to Belize or Costa Rica or some other safe Central American country.  I don't want to endure all the BS and disadvantages we faced in the USA again.  Mexico has spoiled us.  

What do I mean?  Here's the list:

• Cheaper housing, food, utilities, and goods in general, so you can retire on just social security here.
  
  
• No prescriptions needed for most drugs, and when needed there's a doctor right in the pharmacy ready to see you for $3-$4.
• This is especially important to me because I need Tramadol to be able to walk due to nerve damage from a bone cancer surgery.  In the USA I had to go through 'Pain Management' which was horribly expensive, humiliating (urine tests/pill counts), and inconvenient.  I had to drive 3 hours to Phoenix to get to my appointments, and then every pharmacy except two very obscure/inconvenient ones stopped offering it.  It seemed every month there was one less place I could get this medication.  Here?  No prescription needed.
  
  
• Get lab tests for a few bucks whenever you need.  Walk right in.  No lines/waiting.  Today we got anemia tests and I got my thyroid numbers to manage my Graves disease.
  
  
• Friendly people.  You know your neighbors.  You make new friends everywhere you go.  People are genuinely kind here.
  
  
• Great workers.  Recently I ordered something from Temu, but still had the Air Bnb address.  I figures that package was lost.  No.  The delivery man called me, got my new address, and brought it to me.  And that's typical of the service you get in Mexico.  Everyone goes the extra mile.  And they do it with a smile on their face.  On the world 'Happiness Index' Mexico is the 10th most happiest country in the world.  You know it.  You feel it.  You see it here.  The vibe is joyful.  The USA is in 24th place.
  
  
• Healthier food.  They have to put warnings on all the junk food, and have greater restrictions on ingredients here.  I recently bought a variety pack of little cereal boxes because I had a craving for Corn Pops.  One of the other flavors was Fruit Loops.  I avoid Fruit Loops in the USA because something about it is off.  I can tell when I eat it that it's not right. It makes me a little sick. It colors my poop green.  In Mexico I ate the Fruit Loops and I couldn't believe how delicious it was.  It didn't make me sick.  It was sugary junk food, yes, but it had fewer chemicals than the USA version.  
  
  
• Things are easier.  I don't really know how to describe this, but getting an apartment was simple.  You need new eye glasses?  No appointment needed.  Get your exam then and there.  Need car insurance?  Not only is it only $300/year but it's a simple process.  Getting our residency cards did have a hiccup, but it wasn't as stressful and difficult as I'd worried it would be.  Every time I need something there's someone who has it or knows someone who does.  Yes, money is usually needed, but in Mexico I have all the money I need.

Obviously I can't speak for all of Mexico or on behalf of all Mexicans, but I like it here much better than the USA, and I don't plan on ever going back.  If the cartels make it unsafe I'll have to go to another country and hope for the best--but right now I feel like we have the best.  Mexico is a large country with lots of resources, infrastructure, and organization.  I don't think we'd have as good a quality of life in a different Central or South American country.

Hopefully we'll never have to leave.