At first, I thought this story was one of those typical mid-life crisis stories of career driven couples who, at that point in their life, decide “fuck this shit” and finally starts exploring the world and doing all the things they missed out on when they were too busy conforming to expectations from family, friends and society.
In some ways, it is. The couple is very successful in their line of work, have adult kids, go on the odd holiday (as most North Americans do) and then fall in love with San Miguel de Allende, on their first visit.
However, it’s more about the journey of having to build a new life in a foreign country, where speaking the language is essential for buying a loaf of bread. The couples’ story is intertwined with those they choose to surround themselves with, most of whom were out-casts too.
As I have just moved to Vancouver and started to build a new life, the story was easily relatable in the sense of establishing new routines, making new friends, going out for that first group meal and exploring different parts of the country.
If you’re not into typical storylines, then I would give this one a miss. If you don’t mind a nice light read, then this might be for you (I found that having a love for the Spanish language helped me get through the book).