It's not uncommon for people to shout "güero" at me in the street. It's very common for them to stop, stare and whisper, as if i had sixteen eyes and a 3 foot nose. But on Friday, I seemed to be attracting more attention than usual. Normally I don't mind but this irritated me - I was tired and took offence - and I wanted to shout at them; "seriously, just because I'm the colour of paper and not coffee doesn't mean I'm weird". Actually, I have to admit I think they were thinking I was stealing things because I was carrying a fence which I made for Alheli (and sweating profusely because it's a 2 mile walk from Santa Cruz and it was quite heavy).
See what I did there? Taking a fence while people watch me in the street. Oh I am so witty. And yes, it did take me most of my arduous journey to Alheli to think it up. Sad, I know.
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