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Tortillas for Breakfast


Article # : 11398 

Section : LIFE
Issue Date : 11 / 1986  2,078 Words
Author : Stan Delaplane
Stan Delaplane is a humorist living in San Francisco. He was awarded in Pulitzer Prize in 1942, the National Headliners' Award in 1950 and 1959, the PATA Award in 1964, and the Trans- Pacific Passenger Conference Award in 1970. His works include Post Cards from Delaplane, The Little World of Stanton Delaplane, Delaplane in Mexico, and How She Grew.

       More than ten thousand Americans have moved to Lake Chapala, Mexico. It's everlasting spring. Altitude 5,000 feet. They swear it's the best climate in the world.
       
        They're mostly retired people-you can't work in Mexico until you've lived here five years. There are a lot of artists and writers drawn by the low cost of living. (Writing is not considered work. How about that?)
       
        Because most people have a little mileage on them, there's attrition. A lady said to me, "We lost three last week - I'm on the cemetery committee, so I hear about it right away."
       
        She said she had her own plot picked out and paid for. Another lady is the envy of the colony. Her cemetery plot has a view.
       
        Well, it's a crazy, lazy morning beside the lake. We are barefoot and full of tortillas.
       
        "Is there more coffee, Maria?"
       
        "Si, senor." Maria is the maid. How can you be lazy without a maid? We have rented a house for a month. No telephone. No TV. No newspaper unless I drive five miles to the village.
       
        If somebody wants to reach me, they send a boy on a bicycle to bring a message. He is in no hurry to find me. He might take a week. Pausing to smell the Mexican roses. Stopping off to see girlfriends along the ... (1908 of 10468 Characters)
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