I Guess I Never Left Mexico
When we left the airport in Cape Town, one of the White girls told her friend, “It smells like Mexico.” Her friend chuckled and asked, “I didn’t know Mexico had a scent.” The first girl replied, “Like street tacos,” her friend added “and like gas.”
What the fuck?
They succumbed a country with a powerful and complex history, a multitude of rich cultures, and a diverse group of people to street tacos and gas.
This is who I will be spending the first half of my summer with. Give me patience. I hate “educating” the educated. But it’s a burden people of color inherently have.
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