Oaxacan LIfe: Part 16--- Moho! Horrible! Moving.... !
Dear readers, It has been a VERY long time, I know, since my last post. Even though many interesting events and sights have been worth blogging about, I have been lacking both time and motivation to do so...until now. Reason being, I have been in a frantic quest to find a new domicile, my lovely old apartment in El Centro being--most horrifically--overrun with mold of every variety! I thought the landlady, Lulu, was somewhat of a friend. Big mistake, thinking a land lord or lady in this town can also be a friend. (I have since spoken to many other expats who have had similar experiences... why I can speak in general terms about this.) She--and they--are business people. They are happy to capitalize on the great influx of gringos, pouring into Mexico; specifically, Oaxaca and other popular tourist destinations. Despite the ongoing pandemia, Mexico remains free, as it always has been... No tests or documentation of any sort required to enter its borders. Consequently, foreigners--fe