Tourists seek the peace and quiet of a typical Mexican village ~ but EXPATS know and will tell you that living in Ajijic, Chapala, or Loreto has it's own white noise. We do not hear the humm of a freeway, we do not hear jets flying above, but we do have other sounds to get used to. A shot of tequilla or a icy margarita is not the choice drink at dinner for an expat. We grow accustomed to the crowing of roosters at all hours of the day and night,
the clacking of weavers’ looms on rooftops and the sound of horse’s hooves on cobblestone streets. The song of church bells, the city band practicing the same three songs repeatedly and out of key, and the excited screeching of little kids in the nursery school next door. The EXPAT alarm clock is the sound of the garbage truck just after dawn and the concert of birds at sunrise. The LIGHT of TRUTH is GOOD!
Tourists seek the peace and quiet of a typical Mexican village ~ but EXPATS know and will tell you that living in Ajijic, Chapala, or Loreto has it's own white noise. We do not hear the humm of a freeway, we do not hear jets flying above, but we do have other sounds to get used to. A shot of tequilla or a icy margarita is not the choice drink at dinner for an expat. We grow accustomed to the crowing of roosters at all hours of the day and night, 
the clacking of weavers’ looms on rooftops and the sound of horse’s hooves on cobblestone streets. The song of church bells, the city band practicing the same three songs repeatedly and out of key, and the excited screeching of little kids in the nursery school next door. The EXPAT alarm clock is the sound of the garbage truck just after dawn and the concert of birds at sunrise. The LIGHT of TRUTH is GOOD!
