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Santa Fe Area Fires: Resources

This is an effort to combine in one place the various resource links and news concerning the Las Conchas Fire (Los Alamos area, northwest of Santa Fe) and the Pacheco Canyon Fire (northeast of Santa Fe in the Santa Fe National Forest).  PLEASE ADD ADDITIONAL RESOURCES IN THE COMMENTS SECTION BELOW!

The smoke (and sometimes flames) of these fires are visible from and affecting Santa Fe, Tesuque, Española and surrounding areas.

As of the evening of June 27, 2011, the Las Conchas fire is of greatest concern, having grown to over 5,000 acres in one day since its inception and necessitating the evacuation of the City of Los Alamos (approx. 20,000 people) and the Los Alamos National Laboratories (LANL), of particular concern due to its nuclear production and waste facilities.

The overseas press seems to grasp the seriousness of this much better than the U.S.: From Britain’s Guardian Newspaper: Wildfire reaches Los Alamos nuclear facility (posted online at 8pm MST June 27). And a similar story from the BBC: Los Alamos nuclear lab: New Mexico fire reaches border

• Evacuation facilities are Big Rock Santa Claran Event Center and Camelrock Casino.
• Hutton Broadcasting swiftly organized an evacuees’ hotline for Santa Fe and surrounding area residents to offer shelter to people and animals. Their telephone: (505) 471-1067.
• Los Alamos residents can tune to radio 1610 AM  for up-to-date info.
• Best, current information can be found at Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/search?q=%23nmfire (search “#nmfire”)

New Mexico Fire Information – Updates morning and evening – see sidebars for Alerts on Air quality, evacuations, fire movement, storms, etc.

Fire Updates from Storify – provides info on food drop-off sites, resources for animals. See also SantaFe-dot-com for list of shelters for humans and animals, hotel discounts for evacuees and more.

Food Drop-Off Sites: Donations are being accepted by the Santa Fe Food Depot – you can drop them off at their location on Siler Road, in Santa Fe OR downtown Santa Fe at the Hotel St. Francis.  Especially needed are food, water and toiletry items, no clothing is needed at this time.

Air Quality Reports and Smoke/Health Links – New Mexico Environmental Dept.

Santa Fe government site article and front page for updated news.

Santa Fe New Mexican Local Page – updates

An Albuquerque Journal article on background of Las Conchas fire and evacuation plans. Front page of The Journal has photos and no doubt worth checking back.

Links to public information about the Las Conchas fire from Los Alamos County – however page is having problems due to too much traffic.

Incident Information System tracks fires nationwide.

KRQE news is live-streaming video from the fire and posting updates on its site.

TELEPHONE NUMBERS

• Los Alamos County (505) 662-8333
• Santa Fe National Forest (505) 438-5321 or 438-5320.
• Air-quality questions: New Mexico Environment Department Air Quality Bureau 505-476-4300.
• Questions about health-related issues due to fire smoke: New Mexico Nurse Advice Line: 1-877-725-2552.
If you have other concerns and want to talk to a mental health professional, call
1-866-HELP-1-NM.

Mexico City High Points

It has been a week since I returned to Santa Fe, New Mexico, my home for the past decade. But before I begin writing again about business and relationship matters, I want to share some thoughts and photos from my last days in Mexico City, or D.F. (Distrito Federal, as it’s called).

I  thought I would be overwhelmed. After all, some 22 million people reside in the Mexico City area,  making it the largest metropolitan area in the Americas and the fifth largest in the world. It is said to be Latin America’s “first city” and, as such, it is a prototype for all the others which look like chaos to me. So I was pleasantly surprised to find the various areas I stayed in and explored to be interesting and easy to navigate.

On my first trip to D.F. in early February, I stayed in the Congreso district, near the upscale Zona Rosa, visited Chapultepec Park, Frida Kahlo’s famous blue house (see my article “Casa Azul“) and the Zocalo, or main square of the City. Each area is highly walkable. And if you need to get longer distances, the Metro system is efficient and immaculate and buses are plentiful, as are taxis which are remarkably inexpensive.

This time, in mid-March, I stayed with my dear friend and visiting professor from New York, Richard, right near the Zocalo at Hotel Gillow. We explored not only that historically-rich area, with its many monumental 19th century buildings and pedestrian streets, but further afield to the Siqueiros Polyforum (an unusual modernist civic pavilion covered inside and out with grand murals by David Alfaro Siqueiros) and to the posh San Angel area for Saturday Bazaar (an artisans and artists fair), a look at Diego Rivera and Frieda Kahlo’s studios, and a glass of wine at the 5-star San Angel Inn.

Also, we visited Teotihuacan, a huge pre-Columbian city and UNESCO Heritage Site about an hour’s drive northeast of D.F., via a private driver. I found it disconcerting not only for the countless human sacrifices but the scores of generations whose occupation was stacking stones. Human history, ancient as well as contemporary, is filled with both sorrow and magnificence.

Here, then, are some photos:

Aztec Dancers are regular performers at the Zocalo, the main square in Mexico City
A food court at Garibaldi Square, where dozens of Mariachi Bands entertain crowds of milling locals and visitors.
A moody and unsual scene (no people!) of a forest in Chapultepec Park
Muralist David Siqueiros' "The March of Humanity on Earth and Toward the Cosmos", completed in 1971, covers the walls and ceiling at the Polyforum, Mexico City. Although the auditorium was closed to the public that day as a band set up for an evening concert, Richard and I managed to find our way in and be awed by the sheer size and magnitude of the work.
Pregnant women, men carry young children, energetic youth and seniors all slog up the uneven stones to reach the top of the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan where human sacrifices were made, beating hearts extracted, and the bodies kicked down these very steps.
Yours Truly atop the Pyramid of the Sun with the Pyramid of the Moon in the background. Despite my sense of creepiness about the history of this mysterious civilization, I was sorry to be leaving Mexico the next day...and look forward to my return.

Egg On Your Head: Cascaronazo Carnival

In San Miguel de Allende’s jardin, Bob gets smashed with a Carnival cascaron while Lulu looks on in amusement.

On a Saturday afternoon in early February, I wandered to the Jardin, San Miguel de Allende’s central plaza, and stumbled into a Carnival celebration. Throughout the Catholic world Carnival is a big deal, with the idea of exhausting the craziness of people’s behavior so they will be ready for the solemnity of Lent. In Mexico, Carnival is most celebrated in Vera Cruz and Monterrey, but all cities and towns seem to have some version of it. Not being Catholic, I am unfamiliar with these seasons and celebrations, so it is only a limited and personal insight I can share.

There, amid more than the usual vendors of food – hot dogs, hamburgers, ice cream, fresh fruit, roasted corn-on-the-cob – and hawkers of balloons, sombreros, little cloth dolls and plastic toys, were dozens of people selling colorful clownish entities and bags of dyed Easter egg-looking eggs. But these were not your normal edible or decorative eggs… they were cascaronazos!

Cascaron is the Spanish word for shell. Cascaronazo refers to an eggshell, with the innards blown out and filled with confetti and glitter which you then smash on someone’s head, all in good fun. While Mexican children are usually subdued and well-behaved in public, this celebration gives free rein to the inner hellion, busting out and smashing eggs on the heads of parents, friends and strangers, with glee. No head was spared.

Later in the day, at the fancy shopping mall on the hill, I witness a group of high schoolers in Mardi Gras masks, dancing to Brazilian beats of its own musicians, some on stilts, spreading the fun and energy of Carnival before Ash Wednesday calls them to 40 days of Lent.

Do you have any Carnival memories or insights you’d like to share? Please post them in comments below. Thanks!

Mexico’s ‘elephant in the room’

A few weeks ago, I published a personal experience article, “Is It Safe To Visit Mexico?“. Being a very “hot topic,” it received thousands of hits and some lively comments, mostly appreciating the balanced picture I presented. Here, In his “Notes from the Field,” (March 8, 2011), Simon Black, the international business-savvy “Sovereign Man”, dives deeper into the topic in his report from Merida, Mexico. I have a great deal of respect for Simon’s insights and opinions. You can read this article and many more by Sovereign Man at: http://www.sovereignman.com/expat/mexicos-biggest-problem-is-the-us-government/

I’m leaving Mexico.

No, it’s not because I’ve been robbed, beaten, or kidnapped by the drug cartels. And it’s not because some corrupt policias tried to shake me down, because I contracted swine flu, or that beheaded bodies were left in the street outside of my hotel.

Honestly, I’m really enjoying it down here and would like to stay, but I have some important meetings in New York later this week, so I will unfortunately be headed north to brave the cold weather and even colder reception at US immigration.

Before I leave Mexico, though, I want to address the elephant in the room: Mexico’s infamous drug war, probably the most sensationalized, misunderstood issues played out in North American media, right between Charlie Sheen and Lindsay Lohan.

The bottom line is that two governments decided long ago that drugs are a problem and that they need to do something about it. On one hand, the Mexican government expects the US to reduce demand, and on the other hand, the US government expects Mexico to curtail supply.

There are three major problems with this logic.

First is that the governments think they can force the reduction of something that literally grows on trees. Marijuana and cocaine are more easily grown than Ben Bernanke’s balance sheet– they’d have better luck reducing the supply of stupidity and hypocrisy in Washington.

What most people don’t realize is that they’ve carpet-bombed half of Colombia with herbicides so nasty (thank you, Monsanto) that they make Agent Orange look like a stick of deodorant.  And yet, the cartels still find plenty of land to increase their productive capacity.

Fighting a multi-decade war against plants is just a dumb idea, ranking up there with other such gems as spending our way out of recession, borrowing our way out of debt, and invading other countries to reduce hatred against America.

The second problem is that these governments actually expect to be able to suppress demand. This is nonsense.

There will always be certain personalities who will seek out the high of recreational drugs despite the consequences. Similarly, there are certain personalities who will gamble despite the losses, seek adrenaline rushes despite the risks, or eat Big Macs despite what the bathroom scale says.

To those personalities, their desires are as natural as the instinct to breathe.

There’s no great mystery in the world about the effects of recreational drugs. As dealers say, ‘drugs sell themselves’. Drug users accept the risks because they think the benefits are greater, or they’re psychologically and/or chemically addicted to the product.

This is no different than people who’ve become addicted to aspartame (Diet Coke), prescription pills, sex, booze, exercise, cigarettes, work, shopping, anger, pain, video games, junk food, etc. The chemical and psychological dependencies don’t vanish just because the government decrees it.

The third problem is that the governments even began with the false premise that recreational drugs are a problem and should be prohibited. This is intellectually dishonest: governments sanction all sorts of drug use.

The US government says, for example, that nicotine, high fructose corn syrup, partially hydrogenated soybean oil, alcohol, Viagra, aspartame, Prozac, and Yellow #5 are OK, but raw milk, Cuban cigars, marijuana, human growth hormone, and chocolate Kinder eggs are not OK.

Look, I’m not trying to be anti-alcohol or pro-Kinder egg, but the notion that government agencies should be able to choose which substances we grown adults are and are not allowed to buy and ingest is rather anachronistic. And they do a horrible job at it anyhow.

The FDA is constantly having to recall products that it had approved, frequently reversing its own GRAS (generally regarded as safe) decisions.  Remember Vioxx? Stevia? Avastin? Ephedra?

The agency is filled with pencil-pushing bureaucrats who endlessly circulate position papers, dragging on the approval process for potentially life-saving drugs so that someone who’s already dying of cancer won’t have an adverse reaction.

It’s a fundamental injustice when a corrupt bureaucracy swayed by powerful lobby groups is able to decide what we can put in our own bodies, and then fails miserably at enforcing its own vacuous regulations.

The end result of this fallacy has been playing out in Mexico. Yes, there is violence and crime in Mexico related to the business of transporting and distributing recreational drugs. The violence is often portrayed in the media as ‘turf wars’ between competing cartels.

This sounds good, but it’s not really true. There are far more customers out there than the cartels can possibly supply. Fighting for demand is not the issue… it’s getting supply to the customers.

As such, cartels are either duking it out with each other over key supply routes (which is why most of the violence is in the border towns), or they’re battling the government forces trying to interdict them.

Funny thing, Pfizer and Lily don’t shoot it out in the streets over shelf space for Viagra vs. Cialis. War is bad for business; it’s prohibition that induces armed defense of logistics hubs and production facilities.

The real scourge on Mexican society isn’t ‘turf war’ shoot outs, but the de facto police state that now exists.

In daily life, the chances of the average Mexican coming into contact with drug-related crime or violence is very low. The chances of being harassed or disrupted by government paramilitaries brandishing automatic weapons in full combat gear is extremely high.

To give you an example, I woke up at our beach home in Tulum last week to a squad of Mexican military patrolling the beach in formation, their weapons ‘at the ready.’ Later in the day they set up check points on the road to harass anyone who wasn’t white.

Airports are even worse– multiple baggage searches, pat downs, drug dogs, roving infantry squads… all making it more difficult for tourists and legitimate travelers to get in and out of the country.

This is the fundamental issue in Mexico– billions of dollars from the US are fueling a war on plants and human nature fuels violence and creates a police state.

The violence (mostly localized in border towns) will continue until these countries finally go broke, capitulate, and begin the embarrassing process of reexamining their policies.

Simon Black
Senior Editor, SovereignMan.com

Mis Tiendas (My Stores)

Americans (i.e., U.S. citizens, to distinguish between other residents of North and South America) have long bemoaned the disappearance of “Mom and Pop” shops – those locally-owned stores from a now long bygone era. Even author John Steinbeck, in “Travels With Charley,” chronicling his last tour around the United States in 1968, railed against the proliferation of corporate franchises and the loss of regionalism.

Today we accept, and many feel secure in, the sameness from town to town of familiar places: fast-food joints, chains of restaurants and bars, big-box stores, franchise services of all kinds. But here in Mexico, despite the fairly-recent infiltration of supermarkets, department stores and the likes of Office Depot and Mailboxes Etc., towns and big-city neighborhoods are still largely served by hard-working local entrepreneurs; shop owners in hole-in-the-wall stores or even on the street.

Here are a few I’ve enjoyed patronizing in San Miguel de Allende:

Miguel makes beautiful journals and notebooks he sells outside the Mercado.
This no-name restaurant, at the corner of Calzada de la Luz and Calzada de la Aurora, delights me with excellent pollo quesadillas. For 25 pesos (about $2) I get a great chicken sandwich on a toasted wheat roll, with avocados, tomatoes, onion and lettuce piled high inside. Yum.
Something you'd never see at a U.S. gas station: a mescal tasting! "Full Service" takes on meaning we've never dreamed of! Drink and drive ...what the heck!
Philpe, the proud manager of La Europea, offers a wide variety (and best prices) of wines, tequilas, liquors, beers, snacks and condiments. A large humidor displays Mexican and Cuban cigars. It is a chain of 13 Mexican stores.

Pursuing Her Dream As A Young Artist

Mirasol Mendez, future San Miguel de Allende artist

To dash out to the store for eggs, cheese, bolillos, avocados, bananas, I need only to walk a short block to the corner tienda where Marisol and her mother, Carmen, greet me with huge smiles and easy conversation. Mirasol is a beautiful 21-year-old who is learning English by watching TV.

When we first met, Mirasol confided that she would like to work for an artist and be a painter herself. “Why would anyone hire you?” I asked. She shrugged and made herself small like a little girl, no doubt believing it’s impolite to toot one’s own horn. I rephrased the question: “How would your best friend answer that for you?” She puffed up and said with a swagger, “Because I’m very creative!”

I have been nudging Mirasol to enroll in Casa Cultura, a state-sponsored arts and crafts school she did not know existed, with the idea of creating a portfolio. “I’ll need that to go to Instituto Allende,” she declared, obviously having imagined herself attending the prestigious art school.

Carmen supports her daughter’s dreams. “I didn’t have the opportunities she has,” she admits with pride in providing Mirasol the chance for a different life than that of her own: 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, behind the counter of the family business.

Today when I entered the store, five weeks since our first conversation about her wanting to pursue art, Mirasol jumped up from behind the counter cluttered with jars of candy and bags of chips and nuts, and announced, “Surprise, Aysha! I went to the school and got the schedule!”

“Fantastic! Did you sign up for courses?”

“Yes. There is only one painting class, on Mondays, and I have signed up.”

“Wow, that’s terrific! When I return next year, I would love  if you would give me one of your first drawings or paintings.”

Mirasol smiled broadly and shook my hand firmly: “I promise, Aysha, and I will write a dedication on it too.”

It will be among my most cherished possessions.

Making Do in San Miguel de Allende

Juan Antonio walks four hours from his home in the "campo" (countryside) with his burro to sell burlap sacks of potting soil. In a gentle voice, without any self-pity, he tells me (in Spanish), "There is no money in the campo. The economic crisis has hit everyone very hard."

One of the many wonderful and endearing aspects of life in San Miguel de Allende is the constant interaction with vendors.

They arrive at our door and ring the bell, punctuating the day with offers of tortillas, gorditas, tamales, flowers, nopales, soil; deliveries of bottled water and bottled gas. Then there’s the hombre whose knife and scissor sharpening service is heralded by a long, low whistle, the corn man whose presence is made known with an indecipherable bellowing chant, and the franchise ice cream woman whose costume matches her rolling cart.

They bring what ever goods they have made, gathered or found to sell, and courageously and unabashedly ask if you want some.

The Ice Cream Lady scurries by in the heat of the day.
Pepe and Lupe sell tortillas and roasted seeds on our street. It's impossible to know their story, as they are too shy, or scared, to tell it. But, one thing is certain: life is not easy for them, and many other children vendors on the streets of San Miguel.

The San Miguel de Allende Writers’ Conference

I call it magic when doors swing wide open, opportunities unfold easefully and support is present at every turn for realizing my dreams. This has been the experience of my first month in San Miguel de Allende.

This colorful city has charmed many writers and artists and been much lauded in print and paint, so perhaps I am just the next lucky one to fall under its spell and be embraced and delighted. (For more about San Miguel, I suggest this recent Smithsonian article ).

Before I arrived in San Miguel de Allende, on January 21, I read online about the upcoming international writers’ conference (Feb. 18-21, 2011) and contacted director Susan Page, offering to be a volunteer in the hope I could attend this year and perhaps be a presenter next year. She thanked me but said there were no openings. Que será será. Then, a week before the conference, I met the vivacious Susan at a Women In Business meeting, and she told me a volunteer had just canceled and I was needed. Needed! I could attend! But that’s not all. At the volunteers’ orientation, days before the start of the conference, Susan announced that a faculty member had just canceled and it was too bad because she was offering the popular workshop on Self-Publishing. Without thinking, I interrupted and said, “I could do that!” “Fine,” said Susan to the group, “Aysha will do it.” And all of a sudden, my dream of presenting became a reality.

My workshop was well attended by a broad range of students, from aspiring to highly-successful published authors like Laura Davis, Jan Baross, Minerva Nieditz and Susan J. Cobb. I gained much useful information and inspiration from attending courses with writing coach Eva Hunter, crime fiction writer Jonathan Santofer, and political writer Ellen Meeropol.

A highlight for me was the keynote address by U.S. Latina writer Sandra Cisneros. Ms. Cisneros, poet, storyteller and author of several best-selling novels, took the stage to a full auditorium with a reboso wrapped around her shoulders. The theme of her talk, “Living in los Tiempos de Sustos”, (Living in the Time of Being Frightened), was gracefully woven throughout her observations about writing as the practice – “writing comes from a rant until it takes you to a place of light.”; writing as healing (after the  loss of her father) – “The book (“Carmelo”) saved me from the sadness. Because you can be extremely heartbroken and write about something heartbreaking, but if you stay with it long enough, it will bless you.”; and writing as requiring “fearlessness and lack of ego.”

She challenged us to think of writing in new ways, from what she calls her ‘pajama voice’: “If today’s hours sitting down to write were your last hours on earth, what would you write?” Write about the things you wish you could forget, she suggested. Make a list of subjects that are taboo for you and cause you discomfort. Try the “10×10 exercise” where you list 10 things in 10 different areas that make you different from everyone else, like 10 things that make you different from others in your profession, from others of your gender, etc. Acknowledge the fear of our times and write through it.

Cisneros told engaging stories from her life, read from her beautifully-crafted work and left us with the encouragement to “enter your story from your body. You are a writer and can respond to the news. We are wizards, in the time of sustos. We are light. Honor your story, your characters, and the people you love. Our writing is medicine.”

In addition to the three intensive days of the conference, there were pre-and post-events, fiestas, field trips and tremendous opportunities for conversations and connections, orchestrated by dozens of devoted volunteers and local business people. I felt honored to be a part of it all. Now I dream of returning to The San Miguel Writers’ Conference next February to present with greater preparation and in greater depth. In the meantime, I plan to be a light and honor my story, my characters, and the people I love.

Is It Safe To Visit Mexico?

first published at the group travel blog Your Life Is A Trip

San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, Mexico

“Aren’t you afraid?” and “Isn’t it dangerous?” These were the consistent questions posed by friends and family upon hearing I had booked a trip to Mexico. From my standpoint, it was a matter of avoiding winter’s cold, pursuing Spanish language studies and visiting American friends in San Miguel de Allende, a picturesque colonial city located in Mexico’s central state of Guanajuato.

Without any fear I flew from Albuquerque to Leon-Guanajuato Airport, via Houston, avoiding any border violence issues, and a 90-minute shuttle bus ride delivered me to this established and renowned cultural enclave of ex-pats and snowbirds. But the question of danger and safety in Mexico is not an easy or simple one to answer.

There is violence in Mexico, as everywhere. I recall an Australian friend who, landing in L.A. for his first trip to the U.S., called to ask if he should buy a gun – a reasonable question given the FBI estimate of over 200 million privately-owned firearms.

Americans – with our recent history of internal terrorism (Oklahoma City), external terrorism (September 11th), intentional public shootings (Tucson supermarket), serial murderers, drive-by shootings, rapes and other domestic violence; with handgun murders a daily occurrence in U.S. cities, and the largest prison population in the world – are hardly in a position to point fingers at the dangers abroad.

However, there is something different happening in Mexico. At the core are not just anger, political intolerance, insanity and psychopathic behavior, but money and turf war power, with illegal drugs as the medium.

Thirty years ago, when I lived and traveled in Mexico for six months, handguns were illegal and even the police were gunless. At that time, Mexico was an extremely safe place in regard to violent crime. Corruption, usually in the form of bribes to officials, was a known, accepted and non-violent interaction. That was two generations ago and the world has changed in countless ways.

Like violence, drugs have always been a part of the human story. But it is economic policy that is driving the chaos and fear created by the narcotrafficantes, who are controlled by powerful drug lord families, or “organizations”. It is akin to the days of Prohibition and the likes of Al Capone. While most of the violence is between warring gangs, innocent people can get caught in the crossfire and, recently, it is believed that the first U.S. officials and their families have been targeted and murdered. But even this is not a complete picture of the spreading lawlessness that is gripping parts of Mexico.

An estimated 30,000 people have been killed in this drug-related violence since 2006; 6,000 in Ciudad Juarez alone. According to author and journalist Charles Bowden, “There is no serious War on Drugs. Rather, there is violence, nourished by the money to be made from drugs. And there are U.S. industries whose primary lifeblood comes from fighting a war on drugs.”

Fear begets fear and, with high employment and steeply rising prices of essential goods, it is understandable that many young men are drawn to the possibility of ensuring the well being of their families through enlisting in one army or another of this drug war. They have nothing else to do, nothing to lose, and there is the hope of money being made.

For the past few weeks, while comfortably residing in the friendly, culturally-rich enclave of San Miguel de Allende’s 10,000 ex-pats and snowbird visitors (in a city of about 80,000), I’ve tried to grasp the dangers and concerns, real or imagined. Here, long-time American and Canadian residents continue to feel safe from the drug war. The now regular cases of vandalism, assaults and robberies have engendered a greater degree of cautiousness and common sense measures but, overall, the smaller cities and villages in central Mexico have not seen evidence of drug war violence.

Clearly this is not the case along the border – Tijuana, Ciudad Juarez, Nuevo Laredo, Nogales, and Matamoros, in the states of Nuevo Leon, Guerrero, Sinaloa, Michoacan, and Durango. According to the U.S. State Department, “Other metropolitan areas have lower, but still serious, levels of crime. The low rates of apprehension and conviction of criminals also contribute to Mexico’s high crime rate… The Mexican government makes a considerable effort to protect U.S. citizens and other visitors traveling to major tourist destinations.”

Indeed, tourism is among Mexico’s top three economic generators, along with oil exports and Mexicans working abroad who send home billions of dollars each year to their families, although that has been diminishing with issues of legality and far fewer jobs abroad.

Mexico, the 11th largest economy in the world and about three times the size of Texas, is a vast and complex country, therefore lumping together all places is absurd. As a tourist to major destinations, you would not likely encounter any evidence of the drug wars, and such violence is primarily between the criminal elements. Like elsewhere in the world, most people are decent, law abiding and peaceful citizens who want nothing of this madness in their communities but are, for now, helpless to counteract the organized crime and violence.

For example, a young man living in San Miguel Allende told me that his parents, in Mexico’s wealthiest and second largest city of Monterrey, have increased security measures. They stopped going out at night, instead entertaining friends at home in their upper-middle class suburb. They, and many of their neighbors, have traded late-model SUVs for less conspicuous cars. Even so, there have been incidents of large trucks, commandeered by narcotrafficos, that block streets, ransack stores, sometimes take hostages for ransom, and otherwise terrorize residents.

As military efforts have resulted in nothing but escalated violence, the Mexican government is seriously considering decriminalization and legalization for marijuana. However, like many logical solutions, there are enormous economic and political factors at play and the future of such initiatives remains uncertain.

Is it safe to visit the resorts and popular tourists destinations, like Puerto Vallarta, Ixtapa, Playa del Carmen, San Miguel de Allende and Guanajuato? Probably as safe as it has ever been. The decent, kind-hearted Mexicans, who know the value of tourism, welcome you.

My advice? Avoid driving anywhere near the borders and never drive at night; stay in tourist-populated areas; do not count on police protection (I am told they can be targets themselves, or related to the bad guys); steer clear of any demonstrations or dubious situations; do not carry large sums of money and always have change in local currency for taxi rides and small purchases; be aware of your surroundings, as you should no matter where; and continue to visit and enjoy the diverse scenery, culture, food, climate and genuine hospitality of Mexico.

Aysha Griffin is a travel writer, editor and business/relationship coach. Her blog is: www.InhabitYourDreams.com.

Happy Valentine’s Day From San Miguel de Allende, Mexico

The Mexican culture is inherently romantic, colorful and festive. Since this is my first Valentine’s Day here, I don’t know how widely it is celebrated – there are so many saint’s days and other holidays! But here are a few images of love and hearts I’ve captured to share. May love, joy and appreciation fill your heart!