Blog about living in Mexico by Photographer Erin Parker

Ever dream of selling everything & moving to Mexico? I did it and these are the stories of living in San Pancho, Mexico.

Exploring the Unexpected

Unexpectedly, I received two boxes of graham crackers this week. They are my favorite and they are unavailable in Mexico. Both boxes are in the fridge, safe from ants and today I made graham cracker, peanut butter and banana sandwiches. Go ahead, try it - with a glass of milk, it's awesome. As I savored every bite, I got to thinking about my latest unexpected delights and how they punctuate my life, all our lives really.

I fixed a pair of torn motorcycle pants for my friend and she thanked me with a bottle of wine. Wine is a luxury (yet cheap Mexican beer flows like water) and that bottle was such a bonus to the night. 

A casual conversation with a stranger in black socks with a darling baby in his arms led to a friendship with his amazing wife. Their time in San Pancho is almost over but that chance encounter resulted in a life-long friendship. 

Jumping into the pool at my parent's house - that refreshing shock of cold water jolted me back into time to Woodlake's Swim & Racquet Club in Midlothian, Virginia. The deep pool below the high dive was my favorite as kid and for a few seconds underwater I felt like I was in that place. When I surfaced, there's my daughter, clapping gleefully, ready to get in too. She's probably too young to form memories but how unexpectedly poignant that flash from memory to motherhood that moment felt. 

A new inquiry. I never know when the next one is coming, who they are or where they're from. It's a thrill every time. 

The aforementioned new friend introduced me to adult coloring books. Don't snicker. I love them. Coloring is cathartic, they're beautiful and they don't involve a screen. Never thought I could like it so much.

Seeing Syd learn. C'mon. Kind of unfair to lump her into this but she never ever ceases to surprise me.

I go for these long walks, almost daily. Sometimes on the beach, sometimes through the jungle. I'm not always alone but I am always looking for spots to photograph. When I find one, I get one of those serotonin surges. You know that visceral burst inside when something ignites your pleasure center. Just listen to this Radiolab podcast - my definition never does the sensation justice. 

I never imagined living here and creating my own business, making such great friends, having my parents so close and becoming a part of this beautiful community.  I always liked the idea of live the life you love. Unexpectedly, today, writing this, eating my graham crackers, I realize I do.