There is no Vortex in Ajijic, just Lake Chapala. Without the Vortex, there will be no clowns. Without the Vortex there will be few artists. Without the Vortex there will be a Void.
There is a sense of aimlessness in Ajijic. People wander about without purpose with no Vortex to direct their actions. This is a recipe for disaster. Aimlessness is only a short step from homelessness. And homelessness is something Real Estate Agents fear. So the Angels of Bienes Raices in Ajijic try very hard to keep residents and Tourists busy in Ajijic with all manner of Real Estate Day Care.
The Helping Angels of the Bienes Raices
Red Cross also helps to direct the aimless with a Volunteer Service - Walking With Purpose. The Aimless are ushered around Ajijic as if they have a purpose.
Walking the Aimless
But Aimlessness is hard to cure so the ultimate solution is called The Ark of Ajijic. The water, the sense of doom, the lure of something to do calls couples, two by two, to this famous corner in the Zocalo almost like lemmings.
Call of the Piper
And when they arrive the Pied Piper and Piperess are waiting take them away and keep Real Estate Prices high..
The Piper and Piperess of Ajijic
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Ajijic’s Ground Zero is the Lake Chapala Society — a library, senior center, expatriate basilica all rolled into one. SuperLake runs a close second.
You may witness some Mexicans in Ajijic, but they’re just stage props.
The several trips that I have made there were only to find someone that I needed to locate. My impression was that if I had wanted to live in a place that was so Americanized I would have stayed up north.
The even SM has less English than Ajijic, and it just didn’t seem like there was a focus in town except hanging around the pier or ramp into the lake.
Maybe the focus is GDL, you think?
Funny you should mention this. I have been in Ajijic only twice, very briefly, but I came away from the town thinking: This place has no center, neither physically nor spiritually. That is a form of aimlessness, I think.
But I could be mistaken. As I said, I was there just briefly. Twice. Once in 2000 for a couple of hours literally afoot and again about three years ago, a brief overnighter, with wife and car. The Gringos in the restaurants seemed quite loud.