I first came to Ajijic, Lake Chapala in 1979 with my husband to visit his friend at what was then the Old Posada.

We arrived and met people at the airport who were going to the Old Posada so we shared a cab. My first impression of Ajijic was not the best. Although the inn was charming the pool was stagnent and in the village there was garbage everywhere.

The first morning my husband’s friend knocked on our door very early in the morning to take him into Guadalajara to buy shrimp. They returned home at 7:00 pm and, needless to say, I was not amused. His friend’s father took pity on me and invited me to lunch where we had hamberguesas. The rest of the day I sat on the pier and looked out over the not too clean Lake Chapala. (more…)