Climb Every Mountain.....

Yesterday we went higher into the mountains. We are already pretty high up but we climbed (by car) to 7,300 ft. to see a Swiss Village with the very un-Swiss name of Mazamitla. This very charming town is high in the pine-clad mountains, It has cobblestone streets (I'm finding them less charming) adobe walls, wooden balconies, old carved doorways and red tiled roofs. This is a very old town.....dating back to the 12th. century. As in every town we sought out the "town plaza" ...square where everyone conregates. This plaza had beautiful wooden balconies surrounding the buildings. Of course there is always a church. This one was interesting because while it's interior was very simple the exterior was Norwegian in style. Appropiate for the mountains I guess.

We had a very tasty , home cooked Mexican meal. However, we did not try their claim-to-fame, a drink called "pajarete"- a powerful combination of milk, "aquardiente" (firewater!) brown sugar and chocolate! We did need to navigate the road down the mountain so we settled for beer with lunch.

The road down offered outstanding views of the lake. We tried to identify Ajijic and Chapala from that side of the lake but weren't sure at all that we had! On the side of the road there were meadows full of black-eyed Susans. A blaze of colour making the drive more enjoyable. As we got lower and lower the landscape changed to agriculture and we saw miles and miles of crops. Corn for sure but tomatoes, beans and greens. All of which we buy daily and consume with little or no transportation. No wonder everything tastes so fresh!

The only irrating part of the drive were the speed-bumps (sleeping Policemen) on he highway every few kilometers or so. Tis the only way to slow down the cowboys in the pickup trucks we figure.

So it was a great little trip and we are grateful our Nova Scotia pals, Cathy and Gary asked us to go along. We are now on our way over to their place to have a game of bridge and dinner at a little Italian restaurant they have discovered. Life is good in Mexico.