AIDA had been away, living her life, married, in Mexico City. But, returning to Merida as a widow, she bought a small house one half...

Jueves 27 de mayo (1948) "No esperaba gran cosa de Mérida, quizás por eso estoy tan deslumbrada. una auténtica ciudad mexicana a la que...

I've stayed too long in the Tropical Lowlands. Thinking that my search might be rewarded in Copan or Tikal - but no. But once rounding a...

We were serious about the pandemic. Home is beautiful and interesting. There might be fifteen tables -- balcony tables, kitchen tables,...

its not just the young who are mask refusers - These old boys, also. Some of the historic coffee shops have disappeared and newer ones...

In 1980, sometimes after sitting that first day in Parque Hidalgo, reading that book that my mother had insisted I read and reflecting on...

The whole world is shabby and untidy - workers have abandoned their stations and many decided not to return to the office - the money is...

The Church of Santiago as viewed from atop the lookout tower of Casa Mexilio. This is our neighborhood. The religious order - The...

Old friends have entered again. Talk of reopening the hotel, but also the bar. And then some wonderful and exciting young friends who...