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Mi hermosa esposa fue ayer a ver a la presidenta de nuestro nuevo país, Claudia Sheinbaum. Las multitudes eran ENORMES, tanto dentro como fuera del estadio. Llegó gente de todas partes de México para ver a una presidenta que, prácticamente en todos los sentidos imaginables, es todo lo contrario a Donald Trump. Actualmente, la aprobación de Trump anda por el 33%, mientras que la de Sheinbaum normalmente ronda el doble, o hasta más. ¿Por qué será? A ver... Sheinbaum ha aumentad

(English Version Below) Por Qué Mi Hija Ya No Tiene Miedo de Envejecer. Y Yo Tampoco. Cuando era joven, me daba PÁNICO envejecer. Hasta había una famosa canción de The Who que decía: “Hope I die before I get old.” Y entendíamos perfectamente el sentimiento. Crecimos viendo gente fumar una o dos cajetillas al día, echarse sus comidas de tres martinis y llevar una dieta que parecía ser 40% grasa, 20% sal, 20% azúcar y suficiente refresco para disolver un Buick. ¡Claro que HACÍ

Katy Perry vino a nuestra querida ciudad de San Luis Potosí para dar un concierto gratis en la FENAPO. ¡Me encanta! A mi esposa también. Y a nuestra sobrina y sobrino. Y a otras dos sobrinas que vinieron desde Texas a visitarnos y, claro, a ver a Katy Perry. Cuando me preguntaron por qué el Tío no iba con ellas, les enseñé unos TikToks, que tengo en mi celular mexicano porque aparentemente ahora llevo dos vidas tecnológicas completamente diferentes, mostrando los KILÓMETROS d

Reseña del Restaurante: El Camarón Guasaveño Chapultepec ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 5 de 5 Simplemente... ¡WOW! Cuando fuimos a Cancún en enero pasado, la comida me gustó muchísimo y me enamoré por completo de sus playas. Después, en abril, visitamos Puerto Vallarta. Las playas estaban hermosas, pero la comida fue la verdadera protagonista. En especial, el zarandeado. Si no lo conoces, el zarandeado es un estilo de marinado y sazón originario de la costa del Pacífico mexicano, sobre todo de Sinal

María y yo estamos celebrando nuestro 19.º aniversario de bodas esta semana, así que decidimos buscar un lugar realmente especial. Ya habíamos probado un par de restaurantes "franceses" en San Luis y, al igual que muchos restaurantes franceses en Estados Unidos, eran franceses de la misma forma en que Taco Bell es mexicano. Lo suficiente para que nadie llame a la policía, pero auténticos... pues no. La Belle Époque sí es la verdadera experiencia francesa. El restaurante está

(English Version Below) Reseña Gastronómica SLP: Bife El Almacén4 de 5 Estrellas Siempre nos ha gustado la alta cocina, lo cual no sorprende mucho considerando que vivimos varios años en Las Vegas, posiblemente la capital de la alta gastronomía en Estados Unidos. Los neoyorquinos y los de San Francisco quizá se me vayan de espaldas con esa afirmación, pero cuando multimillonarios de todos los rincones del planeta aterrizan en una sola ciudad y exigen auténtica comida japonesa

PAINTBALL IN MEXICO! It's Different!!! Who doesn’t love paintball? My niece, that’s who. Life here is is like life in the US - but there ARE differences. We thought it would be fun to take La Familia out for a day of paintball. We found a place called “War Zone”. It was aptly named. Unlike the parks in the USA, this place looked like a cartel training ground designed by a someone whose greatest joy in life is recreational injuries. In addition to the usual random walls and ba

(En Espanol abajo) A post in a Facebook expat group (pic above) recently asked a simple question: “What’s one safety habit you’ve adopted since moving to Mexico?” I expected the comments to read like a FOX special narrated from inside a bunker. Cartels. Kidnappings. Narcos parachuting into suburban tennis courts. The usual hysteria people in the USA imagine happens every twelve seconds south of the border. Instead? Not ONE person talked about crime, when it came to safety. No

(English Version Below) La Regla #11 de Shelton Sobre Relaciones: Edición México Maria y literalmente cualquier persona que me conoce, me ha escuchado suspirar y decir: “La Regla #2…” Tengo 32 reglas de vida. La Regla #1 es: “No seas menso.” Suena fácil, ¿verdad? Pues después de casi 19 años de casado, todavía estoy perfectamente dispuesto a lesionarme si aparece una oportunidad de lucirme enfrente de mi hermosa esposa. Como cuando estábamos en Cancún y dije: “¡Pfff! Yo pued

ALL of the cleaning crew in our building have braces! (En Espanol abajo) When we first moved into our building, the guards, the cleaning staff, the people walking their dogs, literally everyone smiled at us. Not the obligatory lips-barely-move-upward American smile and nod, either. Not the “Have a Nice Day” smile from someone who secretly wants to jump off a building. I mean genuine warmth. The kind Americans used to be famous for before everyone became overworked, politicall

(Version in Espanol Abajo!) There is, I concede with a sigh and a slightly sarcastic salute, one fluorescent, fully stocked arena in which the United States still reigns supreme. Yes, I reluctantly concede that the USA conquers Mexico with respect to one quality. It's not healthcare, where a minor ailment can cost a mortgage. It's obviously not government, where a feral felon freaks out and taps texted tantrums at 2am every morning. Not safety, where the phrase “another qui

(Version en Espanol abajo) My Home Office in the USA Today, Facebook Memories contained a pic of my old home office – which was considerably more luxurious than our current one. The loft is smaller but it's nice and offers a better view! In any case, this reminded me of the 5,437 times people when from the states and here in Mexico have chanted “You’re only living that way because you couldn’t afford to in the USA!” There’s a special tone people use when they say that. I

(Versión en español abajo.) I know this may come as a seismic shock to the marble floor and martini crowd who frequent my blog - The Expat Executive , but not all of Mexico is manicured malls, curated country clubs, and penthouse palaces polished to a Prada sheen. Yes my expats-to-be (btw, DON’T call yourself an “expat” here or a certain obsessive / compulsive crowd with eerie anger issues will lose their shit!), beyond the blessed bubble of bougie bliss lies a completely d

We absolutely love living in San Luis Potosí. Not “Oh this is nice” love. Not “we’ll try it for a year” love. I mean full blown, THIS IS THE BEST PLACE EVER!!! kinda love. And one of the best parts? SLP is not some expat echo chamber where Chad from Cincinnati is hosting taco night with Pace picante sauce while explaining why Mexico is a “third world country” to Mexicans who have made more money than he’ll ever dream of. No. This is real Mexico. Upscale Mexico. Middle class M

As I’ve mentioned before, Mexico is a magical land of culture, cuisine, charm which will never compete with the USA when it comes to consumerism. You want the latest iPhone in Rose Gold? Congratulations, señor, here are your three thrilling options: Black, Blacker, and “Maybe This Is Also Black.” You want 18th century French furniture? How about something handcrafted in 1997 that Senora Rosa at the Muebles Mercado swears is “French-ish”. So naturally, when I decided I wanted

One of the more charming mistakes foreigners make when moving to Mexico is assuming that house hunting here works the same way it does in the United States. You know the drill. You tour the house, admire the countertops, imagine your furniture in the living room, nod approvingly at the closet space, and fifteen minutes later you’re emotionally committed to the property and mentally furnishing your man cave. In Mexico, that approach is adorable. It is also the residential equi

(Desliza hacia abajo para ver la versión en español de esta publicación del blog.) Here in Mexico there is a pandemic spreading with astonishing speed, permeating the population and outsiders alike. I call it “Mexico Disease”. The symptoms are unmistakable. They include maladies such as “Simpatia”, “Familismo” and the compulsion for unnecessary sensory input in the form of touch. Outbreaks Among Expats – Including Germans A few days ago my wife and I attended a brunch with

This was a truly wonderful performance at a historic and beautiful venue! (Desliza hacia abajo para ver la versión en español de esta publicación del blog.) Let’s Stifle the Stereotype, Shall We? The Divided States of ‘Murica likes to paint a persistent myth that Mexico is a monochromatic montage of tacos, tequila, and troubadours in sombreros, as though an entire civilization of 130 million people decided centuries ago that nothing new would ever be introduced to their socie

(Versión en español a continuación – Nuestra noche en una “construcción” del crimen organizado en México) Last night, we did the unthinkable. Again. We abandoned the relative safety of our cartel adjacent penthouse and ventured out into the drug drenched dystopian death spiral known as San Luis Potosí. A place which, according to AON and FOX News, is essentially Mad Max with margaritas. Our tactical mistakes were immediate and numerous. Instead of disguising ourselves as impo

I’ve lived and traveled all over the world. South America. Europe. I even spent a few months in Ukraine with an old friend I served with in the NIS, under Reagan. Which means two things. 1. I’ve lived in places US cable news use as highlight reels for “See! Every Other Country Sucks!” 2. I’ve learned that most danger is not mysterious, cinematic or because of an encounter with organized crime. It’s behavioral. People do stupid shit. Here’s the truth that people