Concepcion de Buenos Aires [CdBA] is a pueblo in Jalisco, Mexico, about a 45 minute drive from Joco. It’s not large by almost anyone’s standards, supposedly 5,000 folks, although they may be counting all the people who are working in the US because it seems pretty deserted. It’s high up in the Sierra Madre mountains….altitude maybe 7,500 feet. What that means, of course, is that it’s substantially cooler than Joco, which is at about 5,200 feet.
This is an agricultural region and cows are everywhere in the pastures surrounding CdBA. The lanes and byways are comparatively full of folks on horseback carrying large milk cans.
Although CdBA is off the main road between Lake Chapala and Mazamitla [see my previous post about Mazamitla], it doesn’t get a lot of tourists. Most folks just keep driving and ignore the little pueblo. This means it can be eerily quiet for somebody like me who is used to all the noise and bustle of the pueblos on the north shore of Lake Chapala. But even given the lack of tourists, the plaza and shops surrounding it are unlike any others that I’ve visited in Mexico. Basically….there’s nobody there!
But perhaps because there ARE so few people out and about in CdBA, it’s an extremely clean pueblo. Let’s face it….people make messes. And the more people you have wandering around your plaza, the messier it’s gonna be. But CdBA’s plaza is spotless. It’s as if the notoriously fastidious Germans or Mormons set up a little town in the Mexican highlands!
I mean, look at these pictures:
Where IS everyone? Plazas in Mexico are normally teeming with people. Did someone warn everyone that there were gringos in town and so they should hide themselves and their children?
But then I spied the church on the plaza and figured that that’s where all the people were. Must be a funeral or something going on. That’s why nobody is in the plaza!
So I hurried over to peek inside, sure I would find the town’s citizenry packed inside. But, no.
Not a living soul in the church.
But lots and lots of statuary….some of the oddest [to me] varieties. Like this one. Why, oh, why don’t they look more Mexican, or at least more Hebraic?
Or how about this one? Not that it isn’t cool, but it’s like a tie dyed Virgin of Guadalupe shirt.
Or Saint Obi Wan Kenobe anyone?
And this, the oddest one of all. Why is this baby in a claw machine, and why does he need a microphone?
There’s something “special” about CdBA.
While it’s a lovely place, I still wonder why nobody was on the streets. Even the ubiquitous cyber cafe was closed up tight.
And the lampposts are kind of scary. I mean, what are these? Flying fish? Gargoyles?
We drove from one end of the town to the other. On each end we discovered some beautiful things in the roundabouts, but still no people. On one end of the pueblo was this roundabout with the welcoming hands of Jesus.
And on the other end, was this ornate altar to the Virgin de Guadalupe.
It wasn’t until we returned to the portales around the plaza that I figured out why everyone disappeared when we showed up. It was right there in plain sight all the time! Obviously, CdBA is where “they” buried Jimmy Hoffa!!! No wonder no one has found him!