Shots from the Raquet Club in San Juan Cosala, where I live.
A small town on a large lake about an hour from a large city. A few hours from the ocean. Lots of flowering trees. Horses grazing. Mountains in the background. Birds overhead. Dogs underfoot. People who care planning and maintaining reasonable rules so I don’t have to. A community swimming pool heated by natural hot springs two blocks away. Lots of music, poetry, art, theater. Friendly people open to invitation. Nearby geological and archeological features ready to explore. Lots of secondhand stores. Open plazas with restaurants to sit in and watch others walk by. Outdoor markets. Organic markets. Weekly street markets.
A place where people sit on chairs in front of their houses at night to watch their neighbors walk by. An affordable place to live where someone else happy for the job mows my yard and trims my vines and waters my plants. A place where I can afford to hire someone else to clean my house for me while I do art and write. A community where people are invested in helping others and both give their money and time to support orphanages, schools for kids, old folks homes and to give medical help for those in need.
A place with temperate weather where people smile and say “hola” or “adios” as you pass them on the street. A place 45 minutes from a major airport where airplanes hardly ever fly over. Cattle. Raspberry fields. Corn fields. Pelicans. Fiestas. Saints Day processions. Dia de los Muertos. Fish restaurants. Taco stands. The best ice cream in the world. Arrechera. Chicken mocojetes verde. Burritos. Flautas. Chiles en Nogada. Rainy season. Virgin of Guadalupe celebrations.
I’ve found my almost perfect society. So why am I traveling elsewhere? Because there were other idyllic places in my past that are a pleasure to revisit. Because one of the less than idyllic things about the town I’ve lived in for the past 14 years is that so many of my favorite people and relatives do not live there. So I travel to California and Wyoming and Minnesota and Alabama and Maryland and Missouri and other parts of Mexico, but so far I have always returned home.
The Prompt: Describe what you consider to be an idyllic community.