Chapala, Mexico: In Photos

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Lake Chapala and its surrounding towns are truly beautiful. I'll likely write an essay about them at some point. For now, I hope you've enjoyed these glimpses into some lesser-known regions of Mexico. We'll be back!
Location: Chapala, Jal., Mexico

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  1. Minnesota Prairie RootsApril 14, 2016 at 8:38 AM

    Beautiful seems the perfect word. I especially enjoyed the pastels of blooming trees and shrubs.

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  2. UnknownApril 14, 2016 at 4:14 PM

    So awesome! All of your photos and entries of your visit! I felt I was right there with you! Love it there! Glad you got to go!!!! Love you!

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    1. Emily BrisseApril 16, 2016 at 6:37 PM

      Definitely grateful, Lisa. Taking trips with a little one is a whole different thing than what I had been used to, but it was so worth it.

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  3. Walk With Father NatureApril 15, 2016 at 9:29 AM

    Emily:

    I want to open that door on the white wall, and enter the abundance of pastel colors and fragrance; with my camera of course. ~ Richard ~

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    1. Emily BrisseApril 16, 2016 at 6:37 PM

      Of course! My guess is, whoever lived there would ask you to stay. We met some really wonderful people. :)

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