The best thing about living in San Miguel de Allende is living among the Mexican people and being able to experience their gentle spirit, and their calm attitude about life and life’s predicaments. I’ve discovered that everything has a solution, and the solution doesn’t necessarily mean spending a great deal of money to have to purchase a piece of equipment for your house. For example, in a plumbing situation or just regarding the appearance of something, a Mexican man would use what I call “Mexican ingenuity” and make something that works just as fine, looks lovely, and fits in.
As an American, I would think, “I don’t have any cabinets in this kitchen. I don’t have anywhere to put my dishes and my glasses so I’m going to have to go and buy furniture, but there’s nowhere to even put it.” Instead, here in San Miguel de Allende, an iron worker who knows my needs calmly comes in and immediately says, “Well we could make shelves with this and this… and then I could add these decorative touches to it so it would be attractive,” all for a minimal amount of money.
I like living in the calm environment of San Miguel de Allende with gentle spirited people. Of course, the climate is a plus in San Miguel de Allende, because we don’t have the heat and humidity that the coastal areas have.
San Miguel de Allende is unique and I suppose that’s why it’s a UNESCO World Heritage site. Also, it has the Spanish colonial aura as evidenced by the cobblestone streets and the painted houses. I feel like I’ve been dropped into a beautiful environment where I can appreciate the natural art and the natural beauty. I could go on forever about what I like about San Miguel de Allende. The difficulty is thinking of what I don’t like.
Here’s an example of a situation that I didn’t like in San Miguel de Allende. Early on, I was frustrated because I kept saying, “She (a helper or a housekeeper) said she would be here to do this tomorrow; he (some other service provider) said he would deliver that tomorrow,” but they don’t. He just doesn’t show up, or she never came.
And someone then said to me, “Well ‘mañana’ doesn’t mean ‘tomorrow.’ It just means ‘not today.’” My life changed drastically with that new concept because then I didn’t feel people were lying to me, or not showing up and being lazy, or not keeping their word. Then I absolutely knew, eventually, it would be taken care of, maybe on the day after tomorrow, or maybe in a week and a half. That was frustrating at first, but then that ties in to what I like is about the calm pace of things here.
(Canopy bed that was designed for Mary Agnes McKay complete with carved footbed, Los Labradores, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, pictured.)