This morning, I’ve been catching up on this journal and e-mails while we have an internet connection. We’re going with Beto (Jose Humberto) and his wife Maria de la Paz (Pachi) to Chapala on Lake Chapala and then to Mazamitla, another Pueblo Magico in the mountains south of the lake.
It was rewarding to rest and let someone else do the driving. Beto and Pachi took us to Chapala to see the lake, then on to a mountain village, Mazamitla. The lake was low, but still picturesque, with herons and white pelicans along the shore. It is an impressive and large lake, albeit shallow to an extreme. Back in 1954, it was so shallow that one could walk to an island several miles offshore! We walked around and saw many north-American couples enjoying their retirement.
We found atole and tamales (dulces and rajas) at a restaurant facing the plaza.
The central market was small, but the fruit was nonetheless stunning in its colorful displays. I purchased a Mamey.
We enjoyed some ice cream on the promenade along the shore.
Driving around the lake past Ajijic and Jocotepec, we climbed through some attractive pine and oak forests to the Mazamitla village.