I've just spent 3 weeks in Mexico
. You would think they eat a lot of really hot stuff
, hold siesta
with their sombreros
on their faces, reclining back against some creaky tree, only to spring to life in the evening when the fiesta
gets going. Then it's time for Tequila
s on small horse
s, and maybe the odd game involving a small cactus
Now, this picture is totally wrong.
For some reason, I felt I was hard pressed to find much that was Mexican
. Chili con Carne apparently is American
, the beans
they eat are of the black variety
which is really not someting foreigners enjoy very much, and above all, all activity in the entire country is stifled by the most mystifying toilet paper
problem: hardly any toilet at all has toilet paper. You have to bring your own. Just in case: the word is "papel sanitario
". Most toilets are dismally dirty. ... And to add to your discomfort
, most sewage system
s can't cope with toilet paper, so you have to dump your used paper into a (too small) bin next to the toilet. Let me remind you that the climate
is very hot and damp. You get the picture.
Disclamer for those who are in doubt: This is only a satirical description of how I experienced Mexico. In fact, it's a beautiful country, with people who welcomed me very warmly. However, there is a toilet paper problem: I agree, you get it in the supermarket, but I generally don't take a shit in the supermarket. I would want to find toilet paper on the toilet.