We’ve all been there. And this is what it looks like:
At least, on a Sunday, this is what Arteaga looks like.
For those who haven’t been to Arteaga (on a Sunday), there’s a pretty large market that sets up all over Arteaga’s Alameda every Sunday. Go early, because parking is a pain mid-afternoon!
The other day–a THURSDAY MORNING–(who goes to Arteaga on a Thursday morning?) this is what it looked like:
Shhhh . . . it’s very quiet here on a weekday!
Maybe too quiet for some . . .
But I love Arteaga when it’s quiet!
Plus, I was pleasantly surprised to learn that there are some restaurants open during the week.
I also ventured off the Alameda and found the Plaza de Armas. It’s another tree-lined square, with the mayor’s office on one end and the elementary school on the other.
Another block away (behind the elementary school) was Arteaga’s main church, San Isidro Labrador. His feast day is the 15th of May. So when the kiddies don’t have school for Teacher’s Day, swing by Arteaga–I bet these few blocks will be rockin’!
Here’s a gorgeous video from Televisa, highlighting the town (and county) much better than I can!
For those who aren’t yet in Saltillo, and are looking to get a feel for the place, I’ve added this video from Hannah and Doren. They’re missionaries affiliated with SALT church (on Eulalio Gutierrez, just north of HEB San Patricio, and services are informal and largely in English, for those interested).
Doren grew up here in Saltillo, and Hannah moved here last year, and this is one of their many videos showcasing what they enjoy about living in Saltillo.
This one gives us a brief walking tour of Saltillo’s colonial downtown area.
Thanks for sharing, Hannah and Doren!
If you enjoyed that, pass on some love and subscribe to their youtube channel!
If anyone else has photos, videos, or written reflections they’d like to share here, send them to email@example.com or send Jill a message through the SaltilloExpats facebook group.
Benito Juárez is Mexico´s most beloved president. He was president from 1858-1872, which were some turbulent years for Mexico.
He is most famous for leading Mexico through the Reform Era.
Mexico as we know it began with Spanish colonization. While the Spanish government at the time was officially a monarchy, I think it would be fair to call it a theocracy. Spain, including New Spain, under the Spanish Inquisition was one of the more oppressive theocracies the world has seen.
When Mexico gained independence, they liberated themselves from the monarchy (*cough–theocracy–cough*). However, the Church still held enormous power, both politically and economically. They owned huge tracts of land, and priests owned businesses. The Church ran most hospitals and schools. The Church also had a judicial system, separate from that of the government.
During Benito Juárez´s tenure as president, the Church lost much political and economic power under the law.
Thanks to this era, the separation of church and state is much stricter than in the US. However, despite the fact the vast majority of the Mexican population is Christian (and that percentage is overwhelmingly Catholic), Mexicans seem to support and respect the separation of church and state much more than their Christian counterparts in the US. Perhaps because Mexicans are generally more honest with themselves about the negative aspects of their history, they are aware, from concrete historical examples, that life is better when the Church doesn´t get to call the shots.
Furthermore, even though Mexico is often thought to be a “macho” culture and country (and that is true in far too many situations), during the Reform Era, women were prohibited from changing their last names when they got married. Today, in the 21st century, it´s still controversial for women not to change their last names when they marry in the US. But Mexican women have been doing it (been forced to do it) since the mid-19th century!
Also during Juárez´s time as president, the French invaded Mexico. Despite the Mexican success that Cinco de Mayo is famous for, the French did eventually make their way to Mexico City and established their government. For four years, Mexico was a French colony, and the democratically-elected Mexican government–led by Juárez–was on the run. At one point, Juárez´s government found a home in Saltillo. Yes, that´s right, for a few months in the 1860s, Saltillo was the capital of Mexico! (At least, for those who refused to acknowledge the French government.) The Recinto de Juárez, on Calle Juárez, just opposite the cathedral was where he lived, and can still be visited.
Eventually, the tide turned for the French, and Juárez´s government was able to return to Mexico City in 1867.
During the remainder of his term as president (which he extended, and which may or may not have been strictly approved by the Constitution), he focused on improving Mexico´s infrastructure and making secular, public education more widely available.
Now, if you think that 14 years is a long time for one person to be president of a country, you´d be right. Juárez had just won re-election in 1871, but died shortly after. However, many people who once were his friends, openly opposed his re-election (and the results of the election). Keep in mind, that politics in Mexico were much different then than they are now (or, here´s hoping that´s the case). Juárez´s presidency sits squarely between Mexico´s most famous dictators–Santa Anna and Porfirio Díaz. So, in comparison to those guys, fourteen years really wasn´t much at all! Yes, there were a few presidents between Santa Anna and Juárez, and Lerdo de Tejada was president between Juárez and Díaz. But really, if we remember Santa Anna, Juárez, and Díaz, we´ve pretty much got 19th century Mexican history covered.
However, Juárez did die before anyone could roll out a coup on his government after the 1871 election, and now he is revered and remembered for instituting much-needed reforms, and for maintaining the Mexican government in the face of foreign invasion.
A birthday party in Mexico just isn´t a birthday party, unless a piñata is beaten to a pulp.
In fact, the word piñata is often an abbreviated term for birthday party. “Ceci is going to a piñata tomorrow” is a legitimate way to say that Ceci is going to a birthday party. Because, after all, what is the point of a birthday party without the piñata?
Among other places, piñatas are sold at the market downtown and any materias primas store. (For those who haven´t been to a materia prima store, that´s a whole cultural experience in itself! The Cuellar stores on the Periferico, or El Doblón on Eulalio Gutierrez are great examples. The first time I wandered through one, I thought I had died and gone to candy heaven.) However, in my experience, the best place to get a piñata in Saltillo is on the corner of Luis Corona and Matamoros, downtown.
Four or five family-owned stores dot the corner of Corona and Matamoros. Piñatas are made right there, and they cost anywhere from $75 to $160, depending on the size. Yes, even those freakishly huge, larger-than-the-birthday-boy piñatas can cost $150.
Now, my birthday girl had to scan the stores, as she hates to hit anything that has a face. Almost all piñatas have a face. Fortunately, her birthday is close to Christmas, and one store still had two traditional star piñatas left over from Christmas.
Traditionally, the piñata is a seven-pointed star. The seven points represent the seven deadly sins. When the piñata is broken, the children are showered with the rewards of resisting evil. What the symbolism becomes when a princess or superhero is beaten to death, I´m not sure. But kids (over the age of 4) sure love it!
The pre-Christmas posadas usually involve piñatas, so if one is looking for a piñata during the Guadalupe Reyes season (December 12-January 6th), they recommended buying one ahead of time. These stores on Corona and Matamoros are also willing to make custom-made piñatas with a week´s notice. (It would be a good idea to give them a bit more notice during December.)
The birthday parties at our house are usually a bit different from typical Mexican birthday parties, given cultural norms that I either don´t want to participate in or don´t realize exist. But we do always have a piñata.
This is the first of a series “The Best of Saltillo”. Know of a great place for . . . well, basically anything? Share with us! Send in your recommendation with at least 2 photos, an address or good directions and as many specific details as would be helpful for others to firstname.lastname@example.org.
A word of warning: if anyone plans on going downtown this weekend, particularly on the streets just northwest of the Alameda, you might be sitting in traffic for much longer than usual.
Why? Monday, December 12th, is the annual commemoration of the apparition of the Virgin of Guadalupe. All the little old (Catholic) ladies go nuts for her. In fact, for many people in Saltillo, Guadalupe Day is a big, fat, hairy deal.
Why? Nearly 500 years ago, Mexico was in the earliest stages of adjusting to Spanish colonial rule. To put it lightly, the conquest was rather devastating for just about everyone involved. Indians were being round up and enslaved. There was even a debate going on about whether Indians had souls–after all, it´s much easier to enslave people if it´s possible to convince others that the people in question aren´t fully people. (Oh, the horrible things people do for power.)
In the midst of all this turmoil, a man named Juan Diego was on his way to Mexico City when he was stopped on top of a hill by a vision of the Virgin Mary. She asked him to go to the bishop and ask him to build her a church. He kept trying to convince the bishop, but understandably, the bishop wasn´t about to build a church for everyone who waltzed through his door. The bishop asked Juan Diego for some miraculous sign. Guadalupe appeared to him again, telling him to go to the bishop one more time. She told him to pick some roses growing on the hill for the sign the bishop asked for. Roses weren´t native to Mexico, were blooming out of season, and had not been planted on that hill–all reason enough to constitute the necessary miracle, right?
Juan Diego gathered the roses in his tunic. When he met with the bishop, he let his tunic fall open, showering the floor with roses. Moreover, everyone in the room could see the image of the Virgin of Guadalupe imprinted on his tunic. All those present noted that this apparition appeared to be of an Indian woman, which effectively ended the debate of whether Indians were to be counted as fully human in the eyes of God. Horrible things still happened to the native population, but at least those atrocities weren´t theologically justified.
Juan Diego´s tunic is still on display in the Basilica of Guadalupe in Mexico City, just about on the very spot where Juan Diego met Guadalupe. However, since she is so popular all over Mexico, Saltillo has a Sanctuary to Guadalupe on Perez Treviño, just west of the Alameda.
So watch out if you´re headed that way! Street vendors, food stalls, matlachines, and pilgrims will be blocking traffic all weekend. But it´s a good time, too. So–for those not faint of heart–come on down! It´s a good time to buy a cup of champurrado and enjoy soaking in some culture.
Matlachines come in and out all day long. Bring earplugs, because I´m sure everyone inside loses a few decibels of hearing when they come thundering in!
Know what holiday we´re celebrating on Monday? (OK, actually Sunday . . . always on the 20th.)
It´s the commemoration of the beginning of the Mexican Revolution!
Now, if you´re from the US like me, we tend to use the words for Independence and Revolution interchangeably. We talk about the American Revolution when we talk about the US´s independence movement. However, strictly speaking, the US´s independence movement wasn´t really a revolution. Revolutions are more commonly classified when the peasants rise up and revolt against the powers that be. In the US´s example, wealthy landowners rose up against the king. Which was a big, fat, hairy deal.
But not a revolution, per se.
However, Mexico´s revolution was a revolution. At the same time, part of it was wealthy landowners were throwing off the yoke of a dictator. Also, a big, fat, hairy deal. But not precisely a revolution. But as those wealthy landowners threw out the dictator, the peasants also rose up, demanding basic human rights, land, and dignified treatment as citizens. It was messy. It was complicated. That was a revolution. As it all happened at the same time, with certain sides working together, then working against each other, then together again, and–what the heck–it was really each man for his own, we just call the whole mess the Mexican Revolution.
And I guarantee, I will oversimply the story here.
Since this blog centers on Saltillo, the capital of the state of Coahuila, it makes sense to attempt to explain the Mexican Revolution by using by using Coahuila´s two most famous people as bookends. To oversimplify: Francisco I. Madero started the revolution and Venustiano Carranza ended it.
Throughout the end of the 19th century, Mexico´s president was Porfirio Díaz. He was president for 30 years. Suffice it to say, lots of people were sick of him being president. Lots of journalists started agitating for a change in leadership. However, under a dictatorship, that kind of talk doesn´t go real far.
Leading up to the 1910 presidential election, Francisco I. Madero threw in his bid for the presidency. He was jailed for it (and his popularity), escaped and fled to Texas. Finally, all the unrest surrounding this election caused Porfirio Díaz to resign, and Madero won the first free elections in decades.
Unfortunately, a little over a year later, Madero and his vice-president were assassinated in a coup. Therefore, to this day, Madero is one of Mexico´s few non-controversial historical figures. He´s one of Mexico´s best-known martyrs. Everyone loves him.
This is where Venustiano Carranza comes in. General Huerta was the guy who staged the coup and killed Madero. In contrast to Madero, Huerta is Mexico´s undisputed villan–everyone still hates him. So Carranza formed an opposition government to Huerta´s “official” government.
We could just say that Carranza´s forces fought Huerta´s forces for nearly 10 years, and that´s the end of the story. But that´s too much of an oversimplification for even this short summary.
During this time period, much of Mexico´s land was owned by a few very wealthy families. Their large tracts of land were organized into haciendas. They were rather like the Mexican equivalent of the plantations of the US antebellum south. While slavery in Mexico was abolished when the country won independence from Spain, the majority of people who worked on these haciendas were essentially slaves. While they technically had legal rights, they had no way of excersizing those rights. There wasn´t much of a middle class. The majority of the country´s wealth was concentrated in the hands of a few very rich families. There were very, very many people who had next to nothing. They were desperate. They were angry.
That makes for a very dangerous combination.
So while Madero and Carranza were busy turning Mexico´s political situation on its head, leaders like Pancho Villa and Emiliano Zapata led armies seeking significant social and economic changes (like breaking up those large haciendas and redistributing the land).
To be honest, there are so many ins and outs, intrigues, alliances and alliance-breaking among the many armies that took part in the Mexican Revolution, that I get a bit lost following the story. Ánd, since I live in Coahuila, and Saltillo´s Revolution Museum focuses mainly on Coahuila´s heroes (Madero and Carranza), so I don´t know much about Villa, as both he and Zapata were staunchly against him.
To make a long story short, after 10 years of fighting, everybody was sick of it and eventually the revolution came to and end. But, let´s be honest and admit that Carranza had a pretty heavy hand in squashing Zapata´s and Villa´s armies.
What lasting effects did the Revolution have?
The current constitution was adopted in 1917. (This coming 5th of February will be its 100th anniversary.
The haciendas were, by and large, broken up.
Mexico has not had a dictator since Porfirio Díaz. (The 70 years that the PRI was in undisputed power is a different story. But, despite all that, no president has been in power for more than one term since the revolution.)
Want to learn more about the Mexican Revolution?
Visit the Mexican Revolution Museum on Hidalgo, in downtown Saltillo. (Go up Hidalgo, past the cathedral, past the Casino, past a gorgeous house, and the museum will be the next building.)
If anyone is interested, but would need translation, throw me an email at email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org
“It is the corrosive daily frustration, the inability to communicate or to establish meaningful relationships that is so soul-shrinking.” – Edward T. Hall in Beyond Culture
Living abroad. The romantic idea of it-men with accents, learning a second language, lower cost of living, expanding your horizons-is often nothing compared to the messy reality. What’s living abroad really like? Here’s the truth, according to me and my three years of living in Saltillo, Mexico:
1. It’s exhausting. My Spanish is good and I don’t have to “translate in my head” anymore or formulate mental responses before I speak. However, speaking Spanish will never be second nature, like speaking English is. It will always cause some level of discomfort or nervousness or second-guessing, and that is precisely why living in Mexico is exhausting. At the end of a long day where I had little or no interaction in English, I can look back and tell you the conversations that caused me a considerable amount of stress.
One might be with someone new. I haven’t had enough interactions with them to determine if they’re a fast/slow or clear/unclear speaker, if they use a lot of slang, what sort of accent they have, etc., so I’m kept on the edge of my seat and don’t let myself mentally relax at all. A second example of a conversation that causes me stress are those in more formal situations, like at the bank, at immigration, or the time when I had to file a police report over a stolen credit card. I often find myself begging Carlos to accompany to places like this when I know there might be lots of specialized vocabulary used in the transaction that I’m not very familiar with.
If I’ve had one or two of those conversations in the same day and also gone to work that day (100% Spanish), it leads to one tired Emily, which leads me to my next point…
2. It’s isolating. If I’ve had a mentally exhausting day, or worse, a mentally exhausting week, I try to avoid any unnecessary Spanish interactions (i.e. get-togethers with friends, parties, etc.) until I feel mentally prepared again. Sometimes it only takes me a few minutes to recharge, but sometimes it can take days. While I’m recharging, I like to exercise, go to Starbucks and HEB by myself, read, and hang out with Carlos. I know this feeling of needing to recharge stops me from hanging out with friends sometimes or taking as much initiative in my relationships as I otherwise might, and that makes me sad. Am I protecting myself and trying to prevent cross-cultural burnout? Yes. Is there a better way to do it that wouldn’t leave me feeling so alone? Probably, but I haven’t been able to find that balance yet.
3. Your “sense of belonging” is seriously skewed. It’s one thing to out of place in Mexico, but at the end of the day, I’m not Mexican and never will be. I feel out of place when I use my turn signals while driving, when I wear shorts to the gym, and when I defend Republican politicians. I feel out of place when I don’t wear make-up (so, 5-6 days a week), or heels to a wedding, and when I still have to recite the Lord’s prayer in English every week at church. Yes, it’s one thing to feel out of place in Mexico; perhaps it’s even expected. But what I wasn’t prepared for was feeling that I don’t belong anymore in Texas. I’m thankful that my immediate family and close friends “get it.” Some of them have seen where I live and where I work and they know how Mexico has changed me and why I love it. But it never fails that at least once when I’m in Texas for a visit, I have a conversation with someone who asks about my job and I tell them that I work with underprivileged kids at a community center, where we show them the love of God and try to give them the tools to stay in school. And then their response is something like, “Wow, cool. So did you know we’re getting a new Starbucks in Round Rock?”
I really don’t fault anyone who hasn’t experienced life in a developing country. It isn’t for everyone, and just because I’m doing it doesn’t make me a saint or martyr or cooler than you. My point is that sometimes, when trying to share from the heart about why living in Mexico has changed my life, I’m met with blank stares and responses like the above one. And that makes me wonder if I’ll ever completely belong anywhere again.
4. You miss out on a lot. I’m very fortunate that Saltillo is within driving distance of Austin. However, I’ve had a full-time job the whole time I’ve lived here, and pretty much the only holidays and long weekends that line up the same in both countries are Christmas and New Years. That means I haven’t celebrated Thanksgiving with my family in 4 years, and Austin is just a couple of hours too far to drive home for a normal weekend or to celebrate a birthday.
I just gave you four reasons why living abroad is hard. So why do I do it?
Well, I live here by choice. No one made me come, and no one is forcing me to stay. I am married to a Mexican, own a house here, and have a job, yes, but I know that if I told Carlos, “I absolutely can’t do this anymore,” we would find a way to move to the U.S. ASAP. I stay because living in Mexico has made me better for four main reasons.
First, it has made my mind sharper by having to switch back and forth between Spanish and English on a daily basis. Secondly, it’s made me more confident socially; I tell myself that if people think I’m weird, overeager, or ask a lot of questions, they’ll probably just chalk it up to the fact that I’m American. Third, it has made me more observant: I have studied and subsequently learned Mexico’s social rules and customs enough to fit in. Finally, and perhaps most importantly, it has broadened my worldview. The world and its wonders, problems, and triumphs is so much bigger than the U.S., and I see that now firsthand.
If you live abroad, you’re going to struggle, whether it be with the things I’ve found difficult or with others. It’s inevitable. It won’t be all foreign accents and cheap street food and “oh my gosh Spanish/Italian/French is so beautiful and romantic-sounding.” But if you can find a way to appreciate the foreign accents and, in my case, tacos, and the way you can express yourself better in said language than English on certain occasions, then you might just make it living abroad. And you might do more than make it-you might craft a life more beautiful and stretching and full than you could have ever imagined.
I had to renew my driver´s license the other day. When I got to the Department of Motor Vehicles, it turned out that they had changed addresses, and only listed “Torre Saltillo” as their new address.
I had no idea where Torre Saltillo was.
Fortunately, I had a few ideas, and they turned out to be pretty good ones. So, to save others hours of aimless wandering, the new address for the License Office is on the north side of the Periferico Luis Echevarría Alvarez, between Torre Saltillo (a very tall building occupied by Banorte) and Starbucks–the Starbucks right next to Pour le France. It´s a much better location than the previous one by the jail.
But, back to the original question–do you need a Coahuila driver´s license? Permanent residents officially have one year after being issued permanent residency to apply for a Mexican driver´s license.
If one is not a permanent resident, one can´t get a Coahuila driver´s license. No worries– any valid foreign driver´s license is valid here, too.
A driver´s license costs $599 pesos and is valid for 2 years.
What do you need for a first-time Coahuila license?
document that says is residing legally in Mexico (also known as a visa)
proof of address (electric bill, phone bill, water bill, etc.)
driving certificate (valid foreign license will do. Otherwise, the applicant will have to take a driving test.)
as with all government documentation, it is wise to bring copies of everything
License Renewal Requirements?
expired license (my husband warned me that they might not renew the license before it was expired. So I was uninsured for a week before I remembered to get myself to the License Office.)
visa (and copy)
When I went, there was someone standing by the door, eager to direct all applicants to the right window. I brought my visa, but forgot to bring a copy of it. Fortunately, there was a house across the street that happily made a copy for a peso.
After I turned in the copy of my visa and expired license, they gave me the bill for the new license. I headed across the street to the Banorte, stood in line to pay those $599, and brought the bill with the reciept attached back to the License Office. (Be sure to pay at Banorte, and don´t waste your time standing in line at the place that looks like they accept payments for the city or state government next door. They can´t accept payment for driver´s licenses.)
After turning in the proof of payment, I sat in front of the camera, and recorded my digital thumbprint and digital signature. Five minutes later, the new license was hot off the press, and I was good to go!
There is a parking lot in front of the License Office, but it looked like it was a paid lot, and the neighborhood doesn´t seem the least bit shady and doesn´t have heavy traffic, so the lot was empty while everyone parked on the street.
And that´s the skinny on getting a Coahuila driver´s license!
All around the world, it´s that time of year. All of us who have school-aged children are battling the crowds, shopping for notebooks, pencils, and uniforms. School is school the world over, right?
Yes it is. However, when I first came to Mexico, there were a few customs that threw me through a loop, and life would gone more smoothly with prior warning.
So, without further ado, here´s my Mexican Back to School To Do List:
Once kids are in elementary school, they have at least 5 notebooks and 5 textbooks (likely more) that all need to be covered. The notebooks need to be color-coded, according to subject, and then sealed with contact paper. The textbooks also need to be preserved for all time with the help of contact paper.
Has anyone else noticed how contact paper gets static electricity and takes on a mind of its own? Yes it does. It makes this never-ending job all the
On the bright side, I have heard that some papelerías offer book-covering services for $50 or less. That´s $50 well spent. They just need to advertise better on my side of town!
Stock up on newspapers
Homework for kids in preschool and early elementary school often consists of bringing in magazine or newspaper cutouts.
Bring in cutouts of musical instruments.
Bring in 10 cutouts of people waving hello or goodbye.
Bring in 10 words that start with the letter C.
Bring in 5 cutout triangles.
Bring in 10 proper names.
Apparently, there is no end of things kids can be asked to cut out. Now, if I were to let my 5-year-old use the scissors and look for all 10 of those letter Cs himself, we could easily spend hours and hours on kindergarten homework. To facilitate things, I have him look for one (and sometimes help point it out) and he cuts out the first one (to work those fine-motor skills, of course). Then I cut out a number of words, about a third of which start with C. Out of the words I cut out, I ask him to identify which ones start with C, so then he can pick them out and glue them in his notebook.
And then he cuts words out here and there as he sees fit, as that boy loves scissors.
In the end, the homework gets done in a timely manner, and the kid works both his brain and his fingers a bit. Win-win.
In the list of school supplies that the teachers give out every year, there is always that odd addition: 4 rolls of toilet paper.
The following week, we are then hit up to donate some bleach and mop soap. Maybe this is just a public school thing (but I doubt it). See, for public schools in Mexico, the government builds the building and pays the teachers. The parents are responsible for the rest–primarily, maintaining the school building. That donation that they ask for every year for the Parents´ Association? That money is very necessary, paying for the school´s telephone bill, ink for the printer, repairs that need to be made throughout the year, etc.
So every couple of months, kids go to school, armed with a package of toilet paper. Hands-down, it´s one of the more essential school supplies.
This doesn´t happen at my kids´ public schools, but I´ve heard that some private schools will write notes home, chastizing the parent if a child has very long fingernails. If they´re long enough to gather dirt, they´re at risk for the Fingernail Note!
Once upon a time, I worked at a children´s home, taking care of elementary aged kids. Those kids were sent back home if their fingernails were too long! Watch out!
Last Friday of the Month
A few years ago, it was mandated by the Secretary of Public Education that the last Friday of every month be set aside for teacher inservice days. So, all public school students (and I believe most private school students) have the last Friday of every month free.
End of School?
The last day of school in Mexico has always been a bit of an enigma. Even when I was a
teacher, I had no set date when the last day of school would be, because it´s possible for private schools to be finished a week or two before the official last day of school set by the government. However, each school needs an official visit from the SEP by the end of the year, for them to determine if the students reached their academic goals (and could therefore be done for the year).
Things get even trickier this year, because it appears that the SEP is giving schools the option of having a longer school day, and having a 185-day school year. Or schools can stick to their regular hours and use the 200-day calendar. So the last day of school is either June 27th OR July 18th–depending on your school.
Since my son´s school day has been extended, but my daughter´s hasn´t, it seems one kid will start summer vacation in June and the other in mid-July. Awesome.
But we´ve got 190 more days of school to get through first, so let´s enjoy them!
Sidenote: I haven´t had any experience with Mexican junior high and high schools yet–is there anything else at those levels I should prepare myself for? (Besides the whole, “I have a teenager” thing, of course.)
Is there anything else with the Back-to-School season that throws you for a loop? Let me know in the comments section!
Hi! Let me introduce myself, my name is Lisa, and I will be guest blogging here once in a while about my experience moving to Mexico.
I have lived in Saltillo now for about a year and a half. I knew for most of a year before the actual move happened that I would be coming; so I had plenty of time to research, and thankfully I did. At the time, this wonderful site did not exist, however, I found Jill after weeks of searching. Thankfully she is a wonderfully kind and patient person who answered all of my crazy questions!
My first question to Jill was basically “Where should I live?” At this time, I had never even been to Mexico. NEVER, not for spring break, not for vacation, never. I had no actual intention of coming to Mexico in my life, but when my husband called one day from work and mentioned he had been offered a position at the plant here in Mexico, that all changed. This was also our first ex-pat assignment. We had moved from our home state of Michigan to North Carolina, not even two years before. Moving any time makes you think, where is the best place to live in that new area. Asking people’s opinions on where to live is always a great place to start.
My situation moving with a company could be different than yours, people move here for many different reasons, work, retirement, marriage, to name a few. When moving with a company usually they have some restrictions on where you can live, or what kind of allowance you have for housing. Also the location of your work could affect where you would want to live. Many expats live in the north of Saltillo, mostly because of proximity to work. There are a few that live in Centro (downtown), and a few that live in the south,but the greatest number of us live inthe north.
That being said, my experience is based on living in the north end of town and renting a house. There are options here to live in a gated community or a house not in a gated community. Many houses on the street will have gated garages and entrances, so that someone can not just come and knock on your front door, they would need to ring a door bell, then you would have to let them in the gate and then into your house. In a gated community there are usually guards at the gate that will monitor who comes and goes, but once someone is in the community they can knock on your front door.
Another option are apartments. There are few furnished apartments for rent. My husband lived in one of the furnished apartments while we were in the transition to full time in Mexico. The one he stayed in came with amaid service, as well as refilling of paper products, and clean sheets every few days.
Some companies have real estate agents they have a partnership with, other companies do not. One thing you need to remember is, the real estate agents will not show you every available house. Usually, they will show you only the houses they have listed, or their connections have listed.
I really enjoyed looking at houses here in Saltillo, since they are so different than houses I had the chance to see before. I hope you enjoy them too! And best of luck finding the right fit for you.
If you´re not currently in Saltillo, but want an idea of what houses for rent are like, click here. Even if your Spanish is nonexistent, scroll through the pictures and enjoy the range of options available!