My move to San Miguel wasn’t about escaping. Mexico isn’t a postcard or an expat fantasy. It’s real life—and sometimes it’s hard. You pay bills in person. You save every receipt. Opening a bank account takes three appointments. Nothing is instant, and nothing is automated. It forces you to show up and participate in your own life.I didn’t come for easy. I came to live differently. To wake up...
It was December 2021, and I was sitting next to a campfire at our family ranch in West Texas. My sister—who had moved to San Miguel de Allende in 2016—was beside me, holding my niece Bea and singing along to Empire of the Sun’s Walking on a Dream.I was finally on the other side of one of the most trying seasons of my life. I had gone through a divorce, sold my home in Austin, moved back to my...
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