The View from Mexico
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I haven’t written any posts for a while. Two reasons: one, I was recovering from the election madness, and two, my husband and I were in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico for a wedding. I’ve been to several foreign countries, but for both my husband and me this was the first time south of the border. To be honest, Mexico was never on our “must-see” list. Now, however, it is definitely on our “must-return” list! This trip was amazing, and it was not at all what I’d expected. I learned so much, and we had a fantastic time. The biggest surprise, though, was not what we learned about Mexico, but what we learned about the U.S. and ourselves. Suddenly, I have a very different perspective on my homeland.
Language:
Spanish is the most user-friendly of any language I’ve studied (English, French, Russian, Italian, Japanese). That’s probably because the people who speak it are so friendly and are just so delighted when foreigners try to pick it up that they give you as much encouragement as they can.
One of the most often-repeated phrases I heard from my fellow American tourists was, “Isn’t it great that so many Mexicans speak English? I haven’t had any trouble getting around at all even though I don’t speak Spanish.” I wonder how many people who visit the U.S. go home saying, “Isn’t it great that so many Americans speak Spanish/French/Chinese?” Hah! I highly doubt that any foreign tourist to the States as ever said anything like that.
If knowledge is power, then just about every foreign country I’ve ever visited has power over the U.S. because so many more of their citizens are multi-lingual. We should definitely NOT make English the official language of the U.S. because it will just give Americans another excuse not to learn a foreign language and put us even further behind the rest of the world educationally.
Environment:
We were in the jungle, and my tree-hugging heart was relieved to see that the jungle is still a formidable force. The people of Puerto Vallarta are fighting a constant battle with the rain forest and the ocean just to keep their buildings standing. As much fun as we had in the developed areas of Puerto Vallarta, we also enjoyed the many places where the jungle and the ocean are definitely winning the battle!
Food:
I thought I hated guacamole. I just hated the stuff that passes for guacamole here. Fresh guac is awesome!
Taco Bell, Don Pablo’s and the other “Mexican” chains are a joke. Real Mexican food is fantastic.
Money:
Money cannot buy happiness. We saw so many poor people in Mexico living in “structures” that make our American homeless shelters look plush. And yet they have a joie de vivre that is infectious. They are friendly and polite and know how to have a good time in spite of what they don’t have. When we got on our plane home and heard our fellow Americans griping to the flight attendants about EVERYTHING, it really struck me how spoiled rotten we are. We have so much, and all we do is whine. Poor people in Mexico were smiling and laughing on the front steps of hovels that looked as though they might fall down at any minute; Americans live in luxury and spend most of our time trying to figure out how to keep everyone else from having more fun than we are.
Activity:
For five days, we were outside constantly – swimming in the pool, snorkeling in the ocean, zip-lining in the canopy, parasailing on the beach, hiking through the rain forest. I cannot do a single one of those things in Indiana. No wonder we’re all overweight.
Mexican men can dance! “Cool” American men won’t even try, but the truly sexy ones try even if they don’t do it very well.
Conclusion:
Americans are very lucky. Most of us didn’t really do anything to live in the nice conditions we inhabit; we were just fortunate to be born in this country. Instead of enjoying our good fortune, however, we just complain about all the things we don’t have and try to keep everyone else from taking what we do have. One of the waiters at our hotel was a super-nice Mexican man who was married to an American woman in California. Because of “paperwork problems,” he was deported last year as part of the INS crackdown. How unfortunate and stupid. Here is a hardworking, polite man married to an American citizen who cannot live with his wife because of a bunch of arbitrary, paranoid, xenophobic rules. I know a whole bunch of lazy, drunk Americans who get to stay in their comfy conditions just because they were born north of some subjective line in the sand drawn a couple hundred years ago. I’d take our waiter over the whole lot of them any day.
Anyway, we had a great time. I highly recommend Puerto Vallarta to anyone. Still, I’m glad to be home. I just hope we won’t forget what we saw. It’s so easy to take American life for granted, but we are truly privileged. Sometimes you need to see things from the other side to recognize just how lucky we are.
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