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Starbucks in Mexico

I love Starbucks Cold Brew.

Unfortunately, I discovered it only shortly before we moved to Mexico.

Cold Brew is a real treat to me. I did not buy it often, more as a treat than as a regular beverage. And I knew I would miss it in Mexico if I couldn’t find it here.

Well, I didn’t find it. At least not in the single serving bottles I am familiar with back in the States. Heck, Walmart carried them. So did pretty much every grocery store I visited in the last couple of months in the U.S. I got my last one at a truck stop in New Mexico. Paid $1 more than normal. Boy, it was worth it.

The day after we crossed the border, we happened upon a Walmart (yes, Walmart de Mexico is alive and well) and I eagerly searched the isles for Cold Brew. No luck. Same thing in the next few stops we made. Some at Walmart; some at other grocery retailers in Mexico. No Cold Brew. Starbucks energy drinks, yes. But none of their brewed coffees.

So imagine my eagerness when Bonita had an appointment in Guadalajara. I dropped her off and drove around a little. We were in a commercial zone and I had a couple of hours waiting so I parked in the lot of a Soriana (a national Mexican grocer). Around me too was a cinema, a Home Depot, a Carl’s Jr, and a KFC. So I thought, well maybe, just maybe there could be a Starbucks.

Sure enough there was. Unfortunately, the orientation of the map was confusing. I wasn’t sure which way to walk.

At that moment a police car was driving through the lot and I asked the officers in my stumbling Spanish, where is Starbucks? (Donde esta el Starbucks.) Of course I prefaced this with my current favorite phrase in Spanish, Hablo espanol solo un poco (I speak Spanish only a little). They gestured and said, a la derecha (to the right).

A few minutes walk and there I was. It looked like any Starbucks in the U.S. And it was rockin’ and rollin’ and to my delight full of Mexicanos. Not a gringo in sight (except yours truly).

I walked up to the counter, explained my ability in Spanish and haltingly asked for a “Cold Brew”. And they had it! Not in bottles, but fresh brewed. Yes!

So I settled in to enjoy the brew and hang. As I went back to the counter for a straw, I encountered a young barista who asked me something in Spanish. She was standing next to a little table with three small mounds of ground coffee, a french press and some coffee beans.

She explained in her limited English (so she said) that she was doing a demonstration of coffee-making and asked me to join in. Another patron happened by, the other baristas and the manager gathered around and she launched into the demonstration. For the most part, I had no clue what she said, but between the actual demonstration and my slight Spanish, I caught the drift.

A pot of coffee brewed in the French press and little sampling cups poured, we all saluted and drank. The inevitable photos taken (sadly not by yours truly) and a few moments of fellowship, smiles and laughter all around.

Mexico is feeling more and more like home.

And Starbucks in Guadalajara, I will be back!

Why We Expatriated

When you finally disclose to close friends and family and then to an ever wider circle of acquaintances that you are going to move out of the good ole USA, the first question almost invariably is Why? You grew up here. You know here. You are rooted here. Why jump ship?

We’ve had to think long and hard on this matter. It has been a decision years in the making. It has involved a ton of angst and hand-wringing and perplexity. But we needed an answer. Not to satisfy our friends and family, but for us. To know, deep within ourselves, that this decision was the right one at the right time. So, readers, here’s our current answer. Undoubtedly it will morph and re-form and this blog will record those changes. But for now, here is the answer:

We’re boomers, baby boomers that is. Children of the 50s, coming of age in the 60s, the era of hippies and free love and John Lennon crooning Imagine. Maturing in the Me Decade of the 70s, going corporate in the 80s and 90s and entrepreneurs in the 2000s and 2010s.

We grew up in an America that had ideals rather than platitudes. Did we meet those ideals? Heck no, but there they were, sometimes inspiring, sometimes taunting, always in the background and sometimes in the foreground.

We believed, and still believe, in the American Dream. Not the dream of shop til you drop or nuke’em til they glow, but the Dream of a good life for us and a better life for the next generation.

Instead, we’ve watched our elected officials sell us down the river. We recall with not a bit of irony the words of then presidential candidate George Wallace (1968), there’s not a dime’s worth of difference between the Democrats and the Republicans. How sad that his words were so true, even though then we didn’t see it as so. We still believed that our government had our interests at heart. We don’t anymore.

And approaching retirement age, social security and medicare, we have run smack into the awkward truth that healthcare in the U.S. is incontestably broken. This became painfully clear when one of us received the 2018 pricing for coverage under Obamacare. The premium would go from about $75 a month (the premium paid by us–the actual premium was around $650) to $450 a month. Forgive us for not even looking at the total cost of the coverage. All this and a measly $6500 deductible. The ugly truth was that the cost of healthcare coverage for one of us would be more than our housing cost, all in, per month.

But but but I can hear, healthcare in the U.S. is the best in the world. Sadly, on an empirical basis, it is not. What it is, is by far the most expensive in the world, by magnitudes. We were forced to face this unfortunate truth in making the expatriate decision.

Finally, at least for now, we are expatriating for climate. Political climate first and foremost, yet physical climate as well. One of us is adverse to the cold; one to the heat. So we needed a geography that would satisfy both. We found one such geography in Lake Chapala, Mexico.

So here we are, just starting our adventure.

Thanks for reading and check back with us here for our progress.

All the best to you!