So What's So Different About Mexico?

John and Judy Snyder's Retirement in Mexico


Where to Begin 

The Exploration Trip

Finding THE Place

Steps Toward Making it Happen

Tying Things Up NOB

The Actual Move

Building the House

A Photo Tour of the Building Project

Heads Up

Here in Mexico We Enjoy







































































































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We thought it would be fun to share some of the things we found to be so different from our ways before they become so second nature to us.

"Adios" means "Good-bye", right?

Well, not necessarily.  "Adios" is not only used to say good-bye, as we so often heard in the old westerns, but is also used as a greeting when passing someone on the street--in the same way we would say, "Hi!"  "Hasta luego" is also used to greet someone in passing.

I'm the "biggest" one (la mas grande) in my family???

Well, looking at his photo, it's apparent that I am not the "las mas grande", at least in size, as my baby brother, Larry towers over me.  What then?  Mexicans use the words which we use to indicate size, to indicate age.  

The other day we called our friends.  John, who thought he was talking to the father (who is about 5' 2"), was interrupted by the speaker who said, This is Chuy
chico (little Chuy) who is about 6 feet tall.  Of course, he was clarifying that John was speaking with young Chuy, and not his father, whom they might refer to as Chuy grande.

Left turn signals

are used to indicate the driver is going to turn left--but not always.  Out on the highways a left- turn signal most likely indicates to the vehicle behind that it is safe to pass the driver who is signaling.

Since most Mexican highways are just one lane in each direction, passing is often difficult.  Thus, most courteous drivers move over into the shoulder as much as possible to allow the car behind to pass--even on a solid yellow line.


Well, Mexicans do use the well-known "Hola!" to say "Hello", but when answering the phone, they say "Bueno", which means "good," of course.  Those who have been around a long time say that custom dates back to when one had to confirm that the connection on the phone was "bueno."

If I (Judy) were a Mexican

my name would be Judy Goring.  Our kids would also use my maiden name after their father's name.  Try making a directory of your friends' names and addresses when the husband and wife have different last names.  It will drive you nuts!

Hello and Good-bye

When arriving at a home or meeting friends or acquaintances, it's always appropriate to greet each person present.  The men shake hands and give a hug (to friends).  Women touch each other on the shoulder or arms and kiss each other on the cheek if they are friends.

The same thing is true when leaving a home or gathering.  A farewell is expressed to every person present.  These greetings are consistently practiced by people of all ages.  Even small children.

$  - A dollar sign. . .

(with no amount behind it) in the window of a car means it is for sale.  The triangular hazard signs used generally on the highway to indicate that a vehicle is having difficulty, are also used in informal car lots (or someone's yard) to indicate that a vehicle(s) is for sale.

Check please!

Scenario:  You're in a restaurant and have finished eating.  You'd like to pay for the meal and get on with the rest of your day, but the waitress doesn't bring the check.  Wait you longer, you must always ask for the check because the restaurant staff considers it rude to bring your check before you ask.  They want you to feel welcome to stay until you are ready to leave.

Extraordinary Postal Service








The postal service in Mexico has long has a reputation for being less than reliable.  So much so, in fact, that recently the U.S. has been asked to assist Mexico in vamping their postal system.   That could be kind of scary, I guess.

Recently we received our bank statement when our Pastor brought it to church to give it to us.  It had our correct street address on it, but had been put in HIS post office box.  We have no idea how someone in a city of 1,000,000 people figured out that we knew each other and that  he would deliver this item to us.  We don't even have a post office box.

Even more amazing is that years ago our pastor while living in Mexico City (the largest city in the world) received a letter in his post office box addressed to:  Jeff Walker, Mexico City, Mexico.  Wow!  That's extraordinary!  How do they do that???