Retrospective: I’ve never been to any part of Mexico other than the Yucatán, but I have to say, I love this culture and these people! Many of the people are Maya—small but mighty! Art, color and music are everywhere, overwhelming the senses. Buildings are painted in what we in the US would consider garish colors: turquoise, rose, salmon pink, mustard yellow and avocado green. Walls are covered in fabulous murals, often quite surrealistic. In the areas we hang out, people walk down the middle of the streets, loud music blares from every doorway, and shopkeepers greet passers-by to entice them into their shops and restaurants. And everyone is smiling and friendly—greeting “Buenos dias!” to all.

Here and back in the States I have met many Mexicans—and a nicer, friendlier, more generous, helpful, family-oriented people you could not find anywhere. I am deeply offended and apologetic by the hostility of the Orange Oligarch to our good neighbors south of the border. These are the kind of people we should welcome into our country with open arms!