Mahahual is very small town. I don’t know how many of you grew up for spent any time in small towns but I have come to realize that they are very similar to one another in many ways, regardless of culture or language. I am from a tiny farm town in eastern North Carolina and I have been serendipitously reminded of my formative years more than once since moving here.
The local knowledge for this post applies to the Oxxo post and to most small towns that I know of. There are always lots of talk and rumors about things going on in town, most of them erroneous or innocently misinformed. If I had a chicken strip for every time my childhood friend Nick told me that Taco Bell and Bojangles were coming to our small town I would have a lot of chicken strips.
When you hear these rumors, you should know that you’ll never really know until the rumor becomes a reality! Don’t waste your time and hope speculating. Just wait….and see…
Here in Mahahual there is a serious lack of first world comforts and conveniences. This is a big part of the charm but it can also be frustrating when you are looking for frozen raspberries or power sander papers. There aren’t any big box stores, not even a bank, and you are limited to what you can find in the various “mini supers” around town. Most of these charming little stores have the essentials…fried plantains, glass bottled coca-cola, bleach and a tomato or two. You get the idea.
Being from a more developed part of the world you can become frustrated from the urgency you feel when you need or want something you don’t have. Heck, you know the days of instant gratification are here when drones dropping things off at your house 3 hours after you order them online is not a thing of science fiction. But as time goes by and you begin to really settle in to the Mahahualense way of life you realize that, if you are patient, most of the things you need will just come to you!
One of the great things about Mahahual, and Mexico in general, is that the budding entrepreneurs of the area begin their businesses by piling their wares in the car, bike, or triciclo and peddling them down your street! Everything is available, from bread and water to plastic trash cans, even fresh made furniture, and all you have to do is wait for the sound of the bell or horn, look out your window, and see what is coming down your street!
So unless you have an emergency, take a breath and breathe in the beauty of waiting for the special day when the thing you need comes beeping down your street. It is like Christmas!