I was thinking about when something should actually be considered a luxury.... so decided to see what Merriamwebster.com had to say. Luxury: a condition of abundance or great ease and comfort : sumptuous environment : something adding to pleasure or comfort but not absolutely necessary : an indulgence in something that provides pleasure, satisfaction, or ease (had the luxury of rejecting a handful of job offers)
--Eh, just imagining the luxuries I took for granted: a soft couch, a hot bath, a glass of wine, a washing machine, mold not growing itself on everything I own. Mmmm, chocolate chip cookies, a warm fire, well we could go on. It’s not that I don’t have luxury in my life now, its just, well, different… now it´s an icy bucket bath, days when I’m not covered in itchy red bumps, fried chicken!
Most of the time everyone looks at me like I’m an alien, but as my friend Ryan so wisely stated - nothing will ever be awkward ever again after this...ever - soooo true. But also every now and again white privilege will pop up out of nowhere. For example, I was with another volunteer last week waiting for a ride out of my town. The Honduran driver of a passing pick-up slowed a bit, yelling to us in English “Hurry up, run, I don’t want to take them!” (referring to other campesino types who were making moves towards the truck as well). The gringos jumped in and the truck sped off from the outstretched hands of the others (No, this couldn’t have been great for community integration.)
2 comments:
Sounds pretty bleak.... and fried chicken? How does it compare to our fried chicken?
Wish you were here but glad you are having a big adventure.
Love this blog!
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what you wrote here was really thought provoking, hit something deep inside me. what is happening in the picture?
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